Itβs time for a confession. For years now, Iβve harbored a secret addiction.
Iβm not talking about my addiction to books. For writers, a book fetish simply
goes with the territory. Right now, my nightstand is piled so high with books
that if the stack toppled and fell on my foot, Iβd end up with several broken
toes. You understand what Iβm talking about. Probably your nightstand is in the
same condition. If not, you wouldnβt spend your time reading Fresh Fiction
blogs, would you?
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