Ever since my debut novel, Storybook Ending, was published last spring—and even before that—I keep getting asked the same questions, over and over. Some are easy to answer: No, there won’t be a sequel; no, as of this moment there isn’t a movie deal; no, I didn’t write it in longhand. (The people who ask the latter question have clearly never seen my handwriting.) Some are silly, like the earnest query “Are you tired of people telling you that they love your novel?” (Public service announcement: No author is ever tired of hearing that. Ever.) And some are a little more complicated, though they sound simple: “What made you
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