by Edward Gorey
An Englishman takes to the road in the company of a philosophical bug, their observations skewering everything English. "The private rooms of Monsieur H-- / Were known for being oh so posh; / Then it was learned that all his druthers / Were still the property of others."
Jacqueline Carey
Indie authors send us advance copies. We match them to readers by genre. You get the book free, the author gets an honest review.
