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Emilie Richards | Emilie Richards

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Sandy has come and gone, and while she visited Vero Beach she rearranged sand and assisted in a few home renovations.  Today's prize as we walked on the beach was an intact set of steps. To where? Who knows? We were more or less hoping for some pieces of eight from one of the Spanish...
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I’m a month and a half away from deadline on my twentieth book, The Midwife’s Confession, and I’ve had some requests to tell you a bit about it. Those of you who’ve read my blog for at least a couple of years might remember this picture. I love it and have it on my desktop to keep me focused as I...
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People sometimes ask me how I deal with the isolation of writing. I’ve recently been in touch with a former co-worker from my days as a hospital social worker and communicating with her reminds me of what it was like to work with other people. It’s been a long time since I’ve done that! The...
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 I miss Emilie! When I lived in Virginia, we got together regularly to talk and laugh, eat wonderful food (which Emilie usually made; she's an amazing cook), and most importantly, brainstorm our works-in-progress. We knew each other's books almost as well as we did our own. I left Virginia for...
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I've addressed this topic informally on my blog, but in the last few days, I've received four nearly identical emails from new readers, so I think it's time to address the topic formally. Each reader spoke of discovering me with The Secret Life of CeeCee Wilkes, and each went on to read Before the...