Is the Calm Worse than the Storm?

Writing a novel, or three, is a thing of two spirits, always. Fits of writing between plot-knot doldrums, windfall publishing offers poisoned by exploitative financial terms, and promise of glory cut short by reality on a week-to-week basis. While my publicists work on their pitches and send advances review copies (ARCs) hither and thither, I am left to sit on my hands. This might be alright for...

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