...I happen to be the kind of author who in starting to work on a book has no purpose than to get rid of that book....

Sometimes life is very mean: a person can spend days, weeks, months and years without feeling anything new. Then, when a door opens—as happened with Maria when she met Ralf Hart—a positive avalanche pours in. One moment, you have nothing, the next, you have more than you can cope with.

wasn’t crying. I’ve had a bad day. Another one. One in a series of bad days. I’m not complaining. Bad days are my bag. They’re time-consuming, however, and I’m a busy girl.

Written By Tom Robbins

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