Rosemary Clooney in 1952
'The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in a sigh were we...'
'The evening breeze caressed the trees tenderly
The trembling trees embraced the breeze tenderly
Then you and I came wandering by
And lost in a sigh were we...'
In the autumn of 2014, I received an invitation to apply for a Cinnamon Press mentorship, based on a submission I had sent to Cinnamon a few years before. The mentorship is a year-long process, which gives you the time and opportunity to devote to your writing and receive feedback.
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