Woolf at the Door

Dottie grew up slapped and scolded, her lips forming a permanent O. She asked me for a list of woman-centered novels, and I happily typed up my favs. A week later she had a black eye; her husband had found the list. She said she would not blame me.

Anna Marie Laforest is a poet and cozy mystery novelist who can eat chocolate and listen to opera at the same time. annamarielaforest.wixsite.com/stories