Marianne Ackerman
Writer
CHAPTER ONE: Sunday morning,the middle of a heat wave. I was lying in a cold bath when the phone rang. Normally, I wouldn’t bother getting out but the ring had a sense of urgency. It was Dan, his voice so calm it sounded false: Dad’s hurt. He fell off the roof. READ ON…
Q&A When a writer presents a novel about a character who closely resembles herself, lives on her home turf and has shared many experiences, she can expect the obvious question: Are you writing about yourself? READ ON …