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I am often asked who gets to read my finished manuscripts first. My mother and my husband are first in line. My mother is a tough lady and does not hesitate to point out the weaknesses in my prose. My husband, on the other hand, is invariably complimentary. He values a quiet life and is a clever man.
I also receive feedback from my brother. Deep breath here. My brother is my mother's clever child (Ph.D in Physics) and my mother swears his first word as a baby was "quark". Mathematically gifted, he despairs of his sister's "fuzzy thinking." Even though he is seven years younger than I am, he has succeeded in intimidating me since the crib.
In my new thriller, Keeper of Light and Dust, I dip a toe into the realm of quantum physics - courageously I thought - but my brother used a different word. When he gave me his feedback, I took his comments on the chin and rewrote those passages, which caused him such distress. I won't say he was one hundred percent happy with the finished product but at least he stopped talking to me through clenched teeth. For some reason he took it personally that I had criticized Einstein.

















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