Rough Writer Tour: Susan Zutautas

Written by Charli Mills

Charli Mills, a born buckaroo, makes literary art accessible at CarrotRanch.com. She writes about the veteran spouse experience and women forgotten to history.

April 2, 2018

Susan Zutautas is one of those writers who khookedme with dog stories and delicious recipes. Her writing includes doses of humanity and details that feel true to life. He novel “New in Town” was the first indie book I had read, and I enjoyed it. She opened my eyes to the possibilities of independent publishing, which was not on my radar. When I decided to make the leap from business writing to literary writing, she jumped over to Carrot Ranch with me and has remained consistent despite many ups and downs. Today, she gives us a tour of Orillia, Ontario, Canada. She catches all the snow the Great Lakes can send her! We are definitely connected by the same snowbank.

Join Susan at Everything Susan for her Rough Writer Tour.

Next week, we visit JulesPage, south of Orilla in the US.

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6 Comments

  1. Norah

    How lovely to get to chat with Susan at her place. 🙂

    • Charli Mills

      It was a nice tour of Orillia! Thanks for visiting!

      • Norah

        It sure was!

  2. robbiesinspiration

    Lovely to meet Susan, Charli.

    • Charli Mills

      Thanks for getting acquainted Robbie!

  3. Sherri Matthews

    Heading over now 🙂

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