A room without books is like a body without a soul
It was bound to happen –even as Milan stood mutely (not really) behind the counter at an Orlando convenience store selling unmentionable items to unmentionable clientele in the 1990’s, then moved to the Boston area and gratefully began teaching dimple cheeked little kindergartners for another 10 years…she was quietly building arsenal for that inevitable novel.
Oddly enough, the arsenal is untouched and what she has finally written is an ode to her daughter, who is now in college, as a reminder to remain strong through all obstacles. Women should be allowed to create their own destinies and should know they are a valuable asset to our world.
Milan has a son too, who has taught her, through example, never to lose her equanimity (it’s a work in progress), and the meaning of ‘it’s OKAY.”
And let’s not forget her husband, who has with a quizzically raised brow, supported Milan with endless hugs as she typed and word processed her way through reams of paper, piles of ink cartridges, and enough rejections to wallpaper her house. She is currently endeavoring to create more wallpaper.
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