The latest review copy arrived yesterday. A novel for young adults. A teenage girl’s dying mother reveals that her father is not really a deceased war hero; rather, he’s a Hollywood action hero. And she has a bitchy half-sister. Kill me now.
COVID stole music festivals, COVID stole the Kurilpa Derby. For me, living in Queensland, COVID has taken much less than it has from most. I am not complaining. But I fervently hope COVID won’t run off with the APT10.
The teen flick, sorry, novel, is done. Reviewed and dusted. Not quite the horror expected. Panic review published last weekend. Will post it soon. Back to school next week. Back to schedule. Back to actual writing. Until then, back to the washing.
