A writer I love/d but didn’t know agreed to write a blurb for my first book, thrilling me.  When the enthusiastic blurb arrived it was clear from its content that she had read something like the first and then last chapter of the book.  I thanked her and didn’t use it, of course, and I promise, now that I’m blurbing, never to do that.

This entry was posted in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *