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 If you are interested in having Bobbi Faulkner make an appearance, please email girlfaulkner@gmail.com


Available for

  • book readings and signings
  • creative writing workshops, including poetry
  • professional development sessions
  • help getting your school-based creative writing club or book club off the ground
Other services
  • editing/proofreading
  • developmental editing
  • technical writing

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