When You Have to Do a Hard Thing

I did a hard, brave thing last week. I emailed an acquaintance — a successful, well-respected author whom I’ve never met in person but know casually from online interactions — and I asked if she might be willing to “broker an introduction” between me and another successful, well-known author whom I don’t know at alland who doesn’t know me from Eve.I am hoping (read: beg-praying, wringing hands, Lamazing) that this person mightbe willing to read my Luther and Katharina manuscript, and, if he...