It’s not every day you have a book coming out in America. But, for me, it is today.
My latest novel The White Feather Killer is officially released on the other side of the Pond.
So what shall I do to celebrate? Something suitably American. I’m thinking donuts maybe. Or burger and fries. Maybe a Hershey bar. Or a Budweiser. Or Reese’s Pieces. Or clam chowder. Or Cherry Pie. Or Pecan Pie. Or Apple Pie. Or hominy grits. Or tacos. Or Coca Cola. Or deep-pan pizza. Or tacos.
Any suggestions gratefully received.