You have such a gift for telling stories … writing stories. I can hear the screen door slam, I can feel the dirt beneath his feet, I can almost smell the dumplings. The boy’s drive to protect his dad and also protect his mother. My heart!
Lori, that's helpful. This novel is becoming darker than my other work, and I'm afraid that, along with the threat of violence, it will stop readers cold.
Keep writing Jon, we need this book. Your writer's voice is clear; we trust it. I want more of this story whenever it happens!
Thank you, Beth! I think it's time we schedule coffee!
I am now invested in David Lee. Please tell me more.
I will! I finished the next chapter yesterday, so I'll be sharing soon. I want to get David Lee and Violet together soon.
You have such a gift for telling stories … writing stories. I can hear the screen door slam, I can feel the dirt beneath his feet, I can almost smell the dumplings. The boy’s drive to protect his dad and also protect his mother. My heart!
Lori, that's helpful. This novel is becoming darker than my other work, and I'm afraid that, along with the threat of violence, it will stop readers cold.
Not this reader. Some of us come from those dark places and it weirdly reminds us that we’re seen.
We have to meet one day for coffee.
I would LOVE to!
Love, love, love this story. I can’t wait to read more.
Thank you! I need all the positive reinforcement I can get!
Found myself scrolling past the last picture looking for more. Especially appreciated the way David learned to tell time.
Thanks Joan. I finished the next chapter today, so I'll be sharing soon. I want to get David Lee and Violet together soon.