I’ll be doing another 99 cent Kindle sale on “It’s Their House; I’m Just a Guest” in the next week or two, so if you want a copy watch for that. In the meantime I’m still working through a few self-edits of the Mara memoir (now with the working title “I’ve Got a Secret”) but I’m half stuck, as I try to figure out if the current format (or the content itself) is really worthy of completion. Is something lovingly and honestly described as “the most depressing thing I ever read” going to be of interest (and readable) to anyone? If the reader doesn’t know me personally, does that make it unimportant and uninteresting, or maybe just less depressing? I’m trying to figure those things out.
