I reached the third paragraph of the first chapter and closed my eyes and rememberd to breathe. Thank God beautiful language isn't dead. Lovely, earthy, incandescent words tumble hand in hand across a page, pulling me into the world fresh made. Thank you, Tosca, for not giving in to the tired old sales numbers that say intelligent women don't buy enough literate works to justify publishing them (yes, one of my former agents said that, and I still have the note), and thanks to NavPress for going outside the UniversityPress boxes to publish this.
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