Writing my first novel, I felt: the past was drawing nearer, often so close, that it hurt. Continue reading
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Writing my first novel, I felt: the past was drawing nearer, often so close, that it hurt. Continue reading
By Sue Dickman
The mystery, at least in the U.S., is why no one knows who she is. In my experience, to read Trapido is to want to read more Trapido and also to wonder why it is so hard to find the Trapido you so want to read. Continue reading