So I finally self-published my first book (not my last, I promised myself). The initial proof wasn’t what I wanted it to be. The size and feel: something was off. And the cover art was less than professional-looking. And so…
So I finally self-published my first book (not my last, I promised myself). The initial proof wasn’t what I wanted it to be. The size and feel: something was off. And the cover art was less than professional-looking. And so…
Have you ever ran from someone, some place, or something, thinking that you’d end up somewhere better – only to find that your new destination came with its own set of complexities and obstacles and ended up being more trouble…
I made you something. And it’s almost ready to share. I’ve been finding it difficult to return to my laptop every week and squeeze out a post over the last couple of months. Partly because I’ve been working on something…
We’re so often oversold on grand expressions of romantic love.As if the only kind of true love that existsis defined by shiny engagement ringspicture perfect smiles and interactionsdreamy sweep-you-off-your-feet expressions of emotion andhappily-ever-after endings. But what about the subtle expressions…
