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I remember it was a steamy morning way back in August when I spent an hour or so posing for the literary equivalent of boudoir glamor shots.
I preened, I posed, I pouted.
It was all very appropriate because posing as a true preening author has led to so much pouting at the Rodell household.
But my debut novel would be coming out soon and I needed some classy author
Published on April 06, 2016 06:28