hurricane sandy slams the east coast of the usa

October 2012. …and I wrap the first draft of my first book. I email the manuscript to Stacey Donovan, my editor in New York, who has already lost power and won’t touch it for days. Meanwhile, in tropical Antigua, Jennifer and I visit the neighbors for a dinner party. I bring the book and present my first reading to an audience that doesn’t know me. I start at the beginning and spill the first three chapters into the warm island air. When I finish, they want more. I am a writer. I’m making it happen. This is my life.


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I read 71,000 words out loud

October 2012. ….to Jennifer, the dog mom, and my friend of forty years. We take four nights to finish. With the final word, we lock eyes and nod our heads. Yes. We are both dazzled. “Definitely a TV series,” she says, “it’s a page-turner, and it grabs, but you, my dear, have created a moving picture.” Another yes. It works. The Bachelor Chapters is a good story. Maybe even an important one. And she agrees when I say, “The hater’s will destroy me, baby. I might as well send a copy to Rush Limbaugh. Let the drama begin!”



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