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420 pages, Paperback
First published August 1, 2014



“And she said in word made even more brutal by her gentleness and compassion, ‘You haven’t enough talent to change the world, cheri.’ The words resonated, I heard within them every review I’d ever received, my father’s criticisms. She told a truth I did not want to hear. When she pulled away and left me, I let her go. I went back to the artists gathered at the table I’d just left, the musicians, and the sculptor, the club of cast-offs. I’d somehow joined without knowing it. Hacks, I’d called them – and here I was one of them.”
“It was snowing. The marble angels of the Salute were faint and ghostly through the fog of snowflakes, and the usually translucent domes looked to be covered with the fallen wing feathers of the heavenly host trumpeting their glories. On either side of the church, the balconies and rooftops of the palazzos were sugared like iced confections.”