Turkeys and writers
Happy Christmas, everyone.
And as you’re sitting at your table tomorrow, bloated and dyspeptic and stunned by the tryptophan in your roasted meleagris, you may find yourself wondering, How did Laurie King come to be a writer? Well, if you are able to stagger as far as your computer screen, you can have your answer, a step by step account of the building of The Beekeeper’s Apprentice.
Or, you could just go take a nap.
See you Sunday, when exciting things launch chez Laurie.