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About MeI hear the drizzle of the rain, like a memory it falls, soft and warm continuing, tapping on my roof and walls; and from the shelter of my mind, through the window of my eyes, I gaze beyond the rain-drenched streets... to England where my heart lies.
I am working on a novel and my favorite writers are Hemingway, Tolstoy, Fitzgerald and Cormac McCarthy. |