It is 12:37 a.m. on Sunday morning. I am hunched over a stack of manuscript pages, the final proofs for THE STOLEN. I have just downed a cup of coffee, a glass of Red Bull, and a can of Coke is next on the agenda. Writing is not exactly the most glamorous of professions.
But damn do I like how this book turned out.
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