Why does inspiration always strike when I have a ton of much more important (and boring) stuff to do?
Does this happen to you?
At least I have a reason to fly through those boring bits really quickly now.
|Tom Ryan - Following Atticus|
|Debbie Macomber - The Inn at Rose Harbor|
|Oliver Pötzsch - The Hangman's Daughter|
|Helen Bryan - War Brides|
|Phil Doran - The Reluctant Tuscan|
|Peter Mayle - A Good Year|
|Catherine Ryan Hyde - When I Found You|