The Ya Ya Sisterhood of the Towanda Traveling Manuscript, or how I got the most awesome book club ever without even knowing it

Hanging out on Carmelita’s patio in Calumet on a summer evening I received the compliment that every writer yearns for. “I really liked your book,” Laura said. Me: Blank stare. Confusion morphing into pleasure. Wow. She liked my book. Laura: “Mary let me read it.” My...

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