Stuck on a train opposite a self-confessed killer I could've moved seats but didn't. Why? Because what transpired next was a gift - a better opening for my second novel than I could have imagined. The guy made me feel fear, loathing and excitement in an hour long journey. He wanted me to run away with him. Of course, I refused. But what if I had?
If you'd like to find out, I'm happy to send a copy in return for an honest review. Thanks.
If you'd like to find out, I'm happy to send a copy in return for an honest review. Thanks.