The Kulak's Daughter
I've been holding this close to me, just indulging in its existence for two weeks. But now, I'm ready to share. I have my cover! Yes. It's like discovering what your baby looks like. I've looked at it again and again. It's a face I know well - on that cover - my mother's face when she was an eleven year old girl. I'd not seen this photo until 2000 when a distant relative found the photo and mailed it as a gift calendar.
At first I was afraid to look at that image of my mom as a child because it was obviously too painful for her to look it. She hid it - and I respected her pain. Gradually, however, I would peak at it whenever I visited her apartment. I got to know that little girl by asking questions. After all, I had two young daughters of my own. I was very aware of just how vulnerable little girls are.
Later, I made a copy of that photo (and of another one) and hung the two over my bed. I stared at that family until those eyes were etched into my mind. And now I know the story. And it's going to be a book. And my mom's photo - that young kulak girl - is on the cover!
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Writing the books I never got to read. Author of: Crow Stone (2022) Tainted Amber (2021) Broken Stone (2015), Red Stone (2015) The Kulak's Daughter (2010)
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Northern Lights, the dog and me
The dog who likes late-night walks I'm the foster grandparent to our now ten-year-old black lab/pitbull mix who was only coming to visit...
That gives me goosebumps. Beautiful cover! Congratulations Gabriele! ~Sara~
I really appreciate it!
Talk to you soon!
Gabe, that is so, so wonderful.
Hey Gabe, are you going to pretty please post about the conference? :) I hear it was a roaring success!
And...did you guys happen to take any photos? If yes, I'd love to put them up on the 2k8 blog.
Yes, okay and sure.
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