My newest book is finally out and it’s received some very good reviews. It’s odd and interesting to read reviews, to see another perspective not only on your writing but on you.
Reviews always make me sound brave instead of unconscious. They make it seem as though I intentionally comment, instead of blundering into delicate subjects and knock them off the ledges of my shaky cerebral cortex.
I wonder how many writers are that deliberate – besides Machiavelli that is.
I’m tempted to quote all the reviews- basking in the warm glow of praise on this cold winter day, but instead, I’ll make a poem by taking lines from each review.
If you want to read the full reviews, or better yet read the book, click on the poem:
The cover was a photo taken in my Mother’s yard using four actresses who volunteered their time and talent.