I take comfort that at least machines, and perhaps wayward authors with long-ago books, are finding my work. Life is lived between these poles in the world of being an author, the writer who releases books and builds web pages to get them discovered.
Just this week, several months after Sins of Liberty was first released, a reader connected to find out more about her family.
Joe visited one day when Nicky was away at school. The housekeeper and butler were on duty, but they didn’t know who this priest was—a priest could go anywhere with no questions asked, a little like a policeman. Only Catholics worried about them.