Yes folks, they've arrived. Even if it’s a book that came out years ago, and that you’ve had delivered before, it's still a thrill to receive your own books in the mail. One I hope I’ll never tire of, or one of which I hope I’ll never tire. Whichever you prefer. Hell, I get enough of a buzz when books I buy arrive, let alone ones I've actually written, but here, in your hands is a thing you’ve imagined, nurtured, created. Your baby? No. Not quite as emotional as becoming a parent, nowhere near in fact, and less sticky. Mostly.
Nonethejollywellless, here they be, and I’m looking for good homes to take them off my hands. That’s right, they’re up for adoption.
It’s a sort of 2-for-the-price-of-1 offer. This explains the deal here
Meanwhile, all you have to do is please pledge what you can, and the stork / post-person will hopefully also be bringing you a bundle of joy in the near future.
Thanks as ever
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