She was born rignt next door in Kentucky but didn’t have time to get too attached. “Being an army brat,” writes Sarah McCoy, “I didn’t stay in the Bluegrass State long enough to wear a Derby hat or sip the whiskey. By two years old, Edelweiss was my lullaby in Frankfurt, Germany, and so my gypsy life began.” Sarah’s traveling from her current home in El …
October 6, 2015
by jenniferpuryear
Southern Festival of Books: Sarah McCoy on Faux Fur, Puffed Sleeve Delights, and A Memorable Bodice Ripper
Book Title: The Mapmaker's Children