WELL HOWDY DOODY that ain't no cliche novel! Out of the Ruins accomplished several things most books rarely ever do with me:
1. It made me cry. Not. Kidding. The blubber, have to close your book and look out the car window so your husband doesn't think you've totally lost your mind on the way home from the in-laws.
2. It made me set aside my own writing. Which is not good, considering I'm on deadline. But really, they'll have to understand. And I'll just blame Karen, so it'll be okay.
3. I turned into a creepy fan and had me stalking Karen's Facebook page for back cover copy on book #2 (and boy was I relieved when I found it will be about one of my favorite characters from book #1)
Here's the back cover blurb if my gushing hasn't already convinced you:
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