A short while ago, in a blaze composed of the usual—stricken with the need for tidiness, and hormones—I reorganised and took stock, literally, of all the copies of my books which—to the dismay mainly of others but also I will concede a bit to my own dismay—have been picked up and resettled in boxes and crates within rooms within houses more times than I would care to admit.
Yesssss love Elena’s work. Thank you!
I don't know quite how she makes the light so magic? Such a long love already.