Ever since I told my father I do art commissions he keeps bugging me to make him art…for free. He’s like, but I’m your dad! And I’m like, yeah, and as my father you know should that commissions bring in a little extra (and much needed) money, and I deserve to be paid for the work I do.
Hey. I have followed your blog for several years. I have just finished your book and I felt I needed to message you. I knew you could write but wow.. Your book was so well written, compassionate, gripping and thrilling. I cried like a baby & have never cried from a book. You let us see how the children were before being cruelly taken. I felt the fear from the child and the anguish from the parent. I won't spoil it but the last sentence in "The Boy in The Box" chapter made me an emotional wreck.