Terry BrooksGreetings Everyone,
What’s wrong with me, you might ask? You never write, you never call, you don’t send presents, you pretend we don’t exist. We wait patiently for each new book, buy it to demonstrate our loyalty, and in between those once a year miracles, it’s like you don’t exist. Why do we even bother with you?
To which I can honestly say, “Beats me.”
But once again I am going to attempt to worm my way back into your good graces by writing this update on things you might have...
Published on September 09, 2016 12:45