When Your Heart Is in Your Dream

MY 60-YEAR QUEST TO BECOME A NOVELIST Patricia King AS YOU READ THIS, YOU WILL HAVE A HARD TIME FIGURING OUT IF I AM BRAGGING OR COMPLAINING. I will tell you at the end. Please don’t skip ahead. When I was nine years old, I decided to become a novelist. There were no such people in my working class neighborhood in Paterson, New Jersey, but that didn’t stop me dreaming. We had a library, a storefront womanned (if there is no such verb there should be) by lovely librarians who liked nothing bet[...]
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