It’s not a yacht.

Being an author means we get cool things, right? All too often, I see people talk about making enough from their book sales to buy a yacht. I don’t want one. Instead, I got a house.

Ok, so I already owned it, and it’s certainly not a mansion. Our little dream home is a one bedroom cottage in a lovely, quiet town. It’s also a wreck, but my husband I see the potential for lovely evenings on the porch with our laptops, enjoying crazy storms and mosquitos while the puppies play at our feet. To do...