I wanted to write a YA novel that my grandkids could read, unlike my other writing. An agent took it and nearly made a deal, but I would have had to sign a contract to do a series and I couldn’t bring myself to. I just could no longer worry about how many books I’m selling or going on book tours. I remember for Miriam the Medium, driving out to the end of Connecticut to do a reading of my book. Over 100 people showed up, but I sold 15 books. So Altivar: The Unmasking, is on paper (not paperback.) Here is a picture of me reading it to my grandkids. (A sliver of me anyway.) I had them entranced for six chapters, which was my dream. The solemn look on their faces is because the family of Rowena, a rabbit, ends up in bloody tatters from a fox. They could have sat there through twenty chapters, but I had to leave. I left the rest of the book with them to read on their own. It feels like a dream fulfilled.