OMG, wouldn't you know a stormspinner would have to read something about a cellar door! Especially if they live in Texas, where there are no such THINGS as basements/underground shelters/cellars/hell, hidey holes.
I love, love love this one--strong beginning propels the reader into one wild ride! BRAVA!
“The woman or man who is a poet, or fiction writer, or playwright, or all of these, is engaged constantly in a jazz ballet of vocabularies, passions, genders, histories, perspectives, death, love, and life. The music of revelation announces itself to
OMG, wouldn't you know a stormspinner would have to read something about a cellar door! Especially if they live in Texas, where there are no such THINGS as basements/underground shelters/cellars/hell, hidey holes.
I love, love love this one--strong beginning propels the reader into one wild ride! BRAVA!
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
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