By Mallory McDuff
Oprah. Terry. Cheryl. Janisse. Brené. Liz.
It took ten seconds to write their first names on a blank index card, as if I were brainstorming party invites or recalling past lovers. I was a member of their virtual paparazzi, following these famous authors on social media, not to suck up, but because I thought of myself as a close friend of their work.
When my editor later reminded me of the deadline for endorsements for my book, Our Last Best Act, about revising my f...
Published on February 03, 2022 04:10