Hours of love and passion, energy and commitment, concentration and effort fill the pages of our most enticing reads and very often we turn the pages without giving much thought into what it took to create that which we are enjoying. We immerse ourselves in the alternate reality and lose track of time and place as the story sweeps us away from our own troubles or concerns; though frequently through drawing us into others, either imaginary or history. Yet we who love words find little else so satisfying or gratifying as those beautiful pages of ink and typeset. Whether we are the reader or the writer, the pleasure is undeniable and, hopefully, inescapable!
So when an author whose writing we admire and thoroughly enjoy takes time out of their busy schedule to read our own words, the honour is entirely REAL, though often indescribable. And (I know, I know…
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