I do my own editing (three different ways.) I photograph my own covers. I order and sell my books. I don't mind the work that goes into any of it. I enjoy most of it even when it frustrates the shit out of me. I know that someone somewhere is enjoying all the hard (giggle) work I have put into every single book.
I ordered my edit copy of An Angel's Redemption. I'm excited to get this book out.
I just realized that by the end of this year, I will have 11 books published, maybe 12. It hit like a bird on the bumper of a Mac truck. (Poof, feathers everywhere.) I have written stories. Not jus
Not that I was social to begin with but being told that the only place I can go is work. Come on!! I need to go to haunted houses and old museums and to go look at the stars and to walk through grav
I normally get excited when I am uploading a book. For some reason, this time it's a little more. Maybe because it has a release date of Mom's birthday. Maybe because it is a sequel. Maybe because