Oy! I think, perhaps, I have finally muddled my way through how to create a link. If you can click on THIS and find yourself at Publishers Weekly then Huzzah!, I’ve fallen ass-backwards into the 20th century. Special thanks to Steve, Charlie and Deb for on and offline help with this, and in so doing, preventing me from hurling my laptop out the nearest window.
PROLOGUE: A BLACK CONDOR DIPPED her featherless head and flapped her wings, straining for height. Another vulture drifted in front of her, forcing the condor to climb higher in the crowded wheel of circling birds. The condor struggled, her body weak from having little to eat over the past month. The sun had yet to… Read more »