Debra Dier
Rumors of my death have been greatly exaggerated. The first time I saw a reader mention my possible demise in an online review, chills rippled over my skin. It is odd to read someone say she loves you and she thinks you must have died because nothing new has been published in years. To that reader and to anyone else who may have mourned my passing I say: I have been buried in all the wonderful joys and duties and responsibilities of motherhood. Yes, other writers manage to keep pumping out books while dealing with children. I think I may have continued, except I had the loss of my mom hit rig
