Nothing helped.
And then I saw this newsletter in my email. And it wasn't from my mom or a friend. It was from someone I didn't even know! I'm just scrolling down, ready to hit the delete key. At first I thought I imagined it.
Okay, it's kind of scary that I've been writing books long enough that something is on a "dusty shelf," but hey, this made my day. I've had eight books published, and four more are done and in the pipeline Learning to Fly
