There is an angry wind from the north that comes down the canyons of Los Angeles like flames from the nostrils of Beelzebub. The autumn wind from the Mohave is as hot as the devils breath and licks relentlessly at windows and doors pushing its sandy heat through any available…
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On Beguiling we’re looking at what I hope is an amusing day of book ads tomorrow. If the promo stuff is beginning to give you the heebie-jeebies, steer clear of the site. Listen, the book is doing well, and YOU, gentle readers have been a big part of it. Talk…