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Journal Entry 10 by Hulk1941 from Northport, New York USA on Thursday, April 07, 2005
This is my book. It was given to me by a lovely woman named Alison in Brisbane, Australia, two years ago, when I had gone to her town on a book tour for its sequel, THE BRIDGE TO HOLY CROSS. For the last two years her copy of The Bronze Horseman has sat under my desk where I work, and every morning when I sit down at my chair and see it in a little pink floral gift bag under the table, I say to myself, I must release the book today, this afternoon, tomorrow, this weekend. Well, I've released it now, in Northport, New York, pristine in its little spring bag into a coffee shop. I hope a kind soul picks it up, takes a gander, can't put it down. Not a day goes by in my life when I don't think about Tatiana and Alexander. Not least because I'm still writing about them, all these years down the pike, still mulling, consuming, imagining, figuring things out, living their life side by side with them. Because of the Bronze Horseman, I have been touched by the lives of thousands of people who have written to me, come to see me, started up websites, forums, picture galleries, went to St. Petersburg, read Pushkin, became interested in Russian history. My universe is seemingly so small, just me in my little office, my chair, my computer, my pens and my notebooks, day in, night out, weeks, months, years, but yet...not small at all but vast because other people picked up a copy of this book, and something in Tatiana and Alexander's story moved them the way it had moved me, and continues to move me still. For the great gift of my readers––young, old, married, single, male, female, Australian, New Zealander, British, Irish, Russian, French, Polish, Spanish, Dutch, German, Chinese, Greek, Brazilian, South African, Nigerian, Philipino, Canadian, American, people who have no inkling of the sufferings of Leningrad and people who have lived through their own Leningrads––I bow my my grateful head to you all, and thank the Author of Life for you. Please enjoy my book, and if you want to drop me a line, I'd love to hear from you on paullinasimons.com. With my warmest wishes, Paullina Simons CAUGHT IN BRISBANE AUSTRALIA
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