I knew Mary Patrick Kavanaugh years ago, back when she lost her husband and was raising a small child alone. Years later, she wrote an autobiographical novel about a young mother who discovers that her husband is a criminal lawyer in more than one sense of the word and is raising a small child in as normal way as possible. This involves "pseudonyms, fake weddings, and hidden bank accounts."
Her manuscript is foolishly rejected by publishers left and right. "Tired of dragging around dashed hopes and disappointment, the author buried that dream at an open casket funeral in Oakland on December 6, 2008, in a Chapel filled to capacity."
And then it gets fun. She is now self-publishing her book, Family Plots: love, death and tax evasion, and is having a ball at it. The idea of burying dead dreams and moving on resonated and she now has a web site with the Cemetery of Dead Dreams, the Ask Cemetery Mary blog, articles such as Putting the Fun Back in Funerals and, of course, a link to where you can buy her book online. I love this!
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