Recently when I picked up my youngest from preschool, a worker asked me how my novel was coming along. I said, “it’s not ready yet, but I’m working on it. I’m hoping to finish it this year.” Then she asked what it was about and I proceeded to tell her that it is about three moms from completely different lifestyles that have their own little support system for when their lives fall apart. Then I said, “it is women’s fiction.”
Her response: “Well, isn’t all fiction for women?”
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