Broke writers, mini-libraries and Eggs à la Nabocoque
Most of my time is spent reading, writing and waiting for the mail man. He arrives most days between 9 and 3 pm. I try to work in the time I’m waiting, but seconds after he leaves I’m up and at the door, checking to see what’s come in. Today I received a rejection which invited me […]
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