Yesterday was not going well. The weather was terrible. I had a miserable migraine, and since I’m expecting I couldn’t take very effective medication. I went home from work before lunch, went straight to bed, and tried to sleep off my headache.
After 5 or 6 hours, when I felt better, my husband brought me a box the UPS man delivered… and suddenly I felt much, much better. I wanted to live again. Finally, after months of waiting, my very own copy of Four Fantastic Novels! At last, I found out what happed after the never-sufficiently-to-be-accursed Dove Audio version of Borgle ended!
Now I dream of reading your books to our Work-In-Progress, just to let him or her know the wonders of the literary world. Thanks, and thanks to your publishers as well!
Please read my work, and that of other children's authors to your onboard offspring, and report to us if there is any variation in response. Or response. Be brutally frank--I can take rejection from the unborn, (the only group that has yet to complain about my shortcomings).
