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First Review and Nerves

I gave a couple of people ARC of LARK and today I read my first review! This review made my day! It's a very exciting thing to know that there are people out there who love your story.

It's a scary thing letting people read something so personal. I've spent the last year working on LARK and I love it of course, if I didn't I wouldn't have written it, but now that I'm putting it out there for the world to see (read), it makes me feel extremely vulnerable.  I'm a huge bundle of nerves these days and it hasn't even been officially published yet! Can you imagine how I'll feel on R-day (Release-day)?? I'm going to be a mess!

I know my story is not going to be everybody's cup of tea. I know this and I've accepted it. If we all liked the same things the world would be a very boring place. But if there are people out there who love it as much as I do, I'll consider that a success!

And when I do get my first bad review, I hope that I remember the good ones and smile.





P.S. I'm planning on posting Sneak Peek #3 soon so stay tuned! :)

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  1. Just remember, there is no book that everyone loves. Your book is fantastic and a lot of people are going to love it! So proud of you.

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