Yes, that’s me.
Yes, that’s my cat Peeyah.
Yes, he made the cover.
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Yes, that’s me.
Yes, that’s my cat Peeyah.
Yes, he made the cover.
Frankly, he earned it. Sandramccullochauthor.com
I’m editing The McClary Burden in small, steady passes, and Andrew’s story just found its new prologue.
My memoir has quietly stepped forward again this week.
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I’m editing The McClary Burden in small, steady passes, and Andrew’s story just found its new prologue.
My memoir has quietly stepped forward again this week.
Eight people visited my website — eight sparks. I’ll take it. ✨Sandramccullochauthor.com
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One day, her voice will claim its place. sandramccullochauthor.com
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Andrew McClary taught me the truth: the best ones are the stories that hunt you.
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Andrew McClary taught me the truth: the best ones are the stories that hunt you.
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Not just a subject you liked — but one that wouldn’t let go until you gave it voice?
That’s what Andrew McClary did to me.
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Not just a subject you liked — but one that wouldn’t let go until you gave it voice?
That’s what Andrew McClary did to me.
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Turns out, I was waiting.
Waiting for the one story that made everything else make sense.
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Turns out, I was waiting.
Waiting for the one story that made everything else make sense.
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They choose us. I spent years writing good manuscripts that never quite rang true. Andrew made sure I knew why. They weren’t his.
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They choose us. I spent years writing good manuscripts that never quite rang true. Andrew made sure I knew why. They weren’t his.
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