Ethel is Dead for this Author

I finally finished the first pass at Love, Lies, and Loss Across Two Continents. Ethel is dead since that pretty much ends her story. Yes I know it happened in 1938, but I’ve taken her from birth to death, so it kind of feels new to me. It’s a weird author thing… This is a photo of Ethel and her second husband Claude Barry.

Now I’m going back to work on the narrative and add some fun contextual information.

This weekend I head to wild, wonderful West Virginia for their annual writers conference. I’m doing a panel of food and beverages and another on research. Since I’ve been knee-deep in that for Ethel I should sail through that one. I also give the keynote speech on Saturday morning.

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