Writing a book during a pandemic is trickier than I expected. Writers are slaves to routine and rhythm and just when I’m all tuned up and sorted, an errant percussion beat comes and jumbles up my timing!
I’ve watched old friends flare up at each other, as people begin to set down where they sit on how their country tries to fight this invisible enemy. W…
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