Melissa Westemeier

I blinked hard the other day when I saw the calendar. How was it only January 11? It felt like February 20. I'm not built for so much stuff happening at once, my mind cannot process it. Obviously when the world gets crazy, it makes sense to hunker down occasionally and re-calibrate so the stress levels don't go totally bonkers. For me that means writing a new book, and readers, I AM OBSESSED with this project. I'm closing in on 48,000 words this week (which means nothing to

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