It looks like Doubt, the raven, wound up at S.K. Nicholls’ house. Find out what he’s been up to.
It really started Saturday. The rocket scientist finished a book and picked up my manuscript. A few hours later, I noticed he had set it down and crawled between the sheets to watch some TV in bed. I checked his reader, where I had put a copy of Naked Alliances for his convenience. He had only read the first two chapters.
Me: So it wasn’t intriguing enough to make you want to keep reading.
RS: I’ve been reading all day. It is fine. I need a little break from reading.
Me: Okay, I don’t want to rush you. (But really I do.)
Sunday he was reading it again. He pointed out a couple of typos and told me I needed to add back a small scene I had taken out. He liked it better with a little foreshadowing of something that is to come later in the book. I made…
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