The day I forgot how to spell my name and sweat through my dress. AKA: My first book signing!

I wrote my first book in less time than it took to grow a child. Naively, I believed that was the hard part. Adorable little me completely underestimated the work involved in properly pimping (or, as the professionals call it: “marketing”) the book. I don’t like being the center of attention unless I’m in the ...

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