In this time of quarantining, I find that I don’t want to read heavy, even good heavy. Instead I want light, sometimes humorous books that lift my spirit.
It seemed like a good time to reread my own stories, always a dangerous thing for an author to do. You see so many mistakes that it can become discouraging. This time–and I consider it a gift–I just enjoyed them. They hit the exact balance I wanted between real and light–and I confess that I laughed at all my jokes. This is not to say that I didn’t immediately want to rewrite all my earlier stories–it is just to say what kind of stories I offer.
Hopefully, they will uplift you too!!