A new year commenced and I couldn’t help but let my hope of writing a novel simmer to the surface.I had always dreamed of someday writing a novel—and not just any story for the sake of it, but one ...voir plusA new year commenced and I couldn’t help but let my hope of writing a novel simmer to the surface.I had always dreamed of someday writing a novel—and not just any story for the sake of it, but one that I would be inclined to read myself. Well that day finally came, and Angie Webber burst out of my imagination and onto the page (well, computer screen).The Changing Seasons Collection was born, and I couldn’t write quick enough as these four young ladies ran rampant through my imagination, giggling and dancing vivaciously as they went!voir moins