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Here's a quick update: Biocide, Book Two of the Adaline series launched! We had a big party, and lots of fanfare. It was great!

Now, a new book is on the horizon. My memoir - Woman With a Thousand Hats. It's coming out New Year's Eve and I'm so excited / horrified to be putting my story out there. The story of who I am and where I come from is littered with turbulent times, lots of humor, and a few "What was I thinking?" moments. My beta readers have had lots of lovely things to say about it so far, and I can't wait to release it to the public.

Speaking of releasing the book - that's where I need help! This time around I'm running a Thunderclap campaign to help push Woman With a Thousand Hats into viral internet territory. It's the easiest social media campaign platform I've tried so far. All you do is click the button for Facebook, Tumbler or Twitter, and you're done! Once I reach 100 supporters, the campaign will roll into action. On January 1st, 2018 Thunderclap will post the following message to your feed:

"This lady isn't your typical housewife. You've got to read the memoir Woman With a Thousand Hats by Denise Kawaii."

That's it! Please do ask your friends and family to join you in supporting this new book. I'll be posting an excerpt from it soon - so stay tuned!

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