The Book
In October 2002, I broke off a seven-year relationship on the advice of a Jesus-loving taxi driver and moved to Rome, where I became the doyenne of the Gay Mafia, fell in love with a writer in the South of France, ate amazing meals, and learned who I really am: Miss Expatria.
You can read more of this riveting tale in my book, cleverly titled Miss Expatria.
Until I get an agent who will help me make Miss Expatria a household name, it’s for sale here, where you can read 15 pages of it for free!
You’ll want to read it now so that when Miss Expatria, Come Home hits the stores, you’ll be all caught up.
Don’t get left behind! Get your red-hot, shiny black copy of Miss Expatria delivered to your home today!
Hi Chris! I’d like to buy your book. I’d like to know how to order it. Thanks! — KH
Happened upon your site while searching for that amazing bakery in the French Quarter with the incomparable croissants. Since I’m here, do you happen to know the name of it? Gorgeous place, tile all over the place, best latte on the planet. Now that I’m here I’ll poke around a bit. What’s up with this book? I’m an advocated of advice from Jesus-loving taxi drivers! Janice
HELLO MISS EXPATRIA,
PLEASE TELL ME HOW I CAN PURCHASE THIS BOOK??? I MAY HAVE A NEW YORK PUBLISHER
WHO MAY BE INTERESTED…….
MR.CARLO