
I left a keepsake under Hemingway’s pillow.
It was hot and bright that day and the red yarn bracelet wore thin on my wrist. In January I had gone to the broken temples of Siem Reap at
It was hot and bright that day and the red yarn bracelet wore thin on my wrist. In January I had gone to the broken temples of Siem Reap at
I love where I live. And I love showing it off in the summer when it’s the most beautiful corner of the world. And there’s good news–the fine folks at
This is to inform you that we have gone fully native. Jerry is heretofore known as Mowgli and I am Nala. My face-recognizing computer no longer recognizes me. We have
“I’m not a ‘cruise’ person.” That’s probably what you’ve told yourself. How do I know? Because I used to say that to myself, too. It’s a floating hotel full of
If you’ve ever taken a trip on a train or ferryboat, you know what I mean. You’re forced off the grid, leaving you 2 choices: read or write. It’s singularly
I am on a working vacation. When you’re a writer, it’s not a contradiction in terms, because your job comes with you in your head wherever you go. So if
Get a personal note from me, plus regular updates about all my publications, events, giveaways, sneak peeks, and more!
*This is a promotional service of HarperCollins Publishers, 195 Broadway, New York, NY 10007, providing information about the products of HarperCollins and its affiliates. By submitting your email address, you understand that you will receive email communications from Bookperk and other HarperCollins services. You may unsubscribe from these email communications at any time. If you have any questions, please review our privacy policy or email us at [email protected].
Be the first to get updates from Susan