the book that took 18 years to find a home

When I initially put pencil to paper for my first novel, God Bless the Child, it really was a primitive operation. Armed with a stack of yellow legal pads, two or three sharpened pencils, and roughly six miraculous hours of freedom each week, I started pushing out a story that took 18 years to publish, but I think this book and I needed that time together. We’ve both grown and changed. We are ready.

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