I sleptsleptsleptslept withwithwithwith my Literary Agent
Yes you read that correctly. And yes he's still my literary agent.
A turn ofofofof events inininin NYC
It's 11am when I land into JFK, the air humid and filled with the sound of sirens. It's an atmosphere that doesn't appeal to many people especially if they've been living in the ci
New York City isisisis where dreams areareareare made of (and(and(and(and perfect men)
I will forever be grateful for the time my publishers paid for me to fly out to meet them in New York City for the book launch of my debut. And the guy who came up and asked if I c