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My youngest turned 14 since the last newsletter. She invited her whole class over for pizza and general amuckness… amuckity? The parents who stayed had a blast brainstorming on a podcast proposal and chasing errant thoughts down Alice-in-wonderland-sized rabbit holes. Middle daughter got her driver’s license… 🚗 I might have mentioned that last time, but the paperwork wasn’t all done. Now it is. In theory, that might help us get everyone where they’re supposed to go, but I’m not sure it will in practice. We are more often constrained by lack of cars than lack of drivers lately. Still, glad to have that hurdle leaped. I have only one more to teach. 😮💨 What can I say… it’s release day! Last book, I made a celebration out of it. It was fun, but I spent more time this go around on automating pieces and understanding advertising and marketing. That doesn’t mean it will sell any better, but I think it will, and I’ll learn something whether it succeeds or fails. I have way more pre-orders than ever, so that’s a cool start. Book 1, Mother of Trees, popped into the top 100 of the Dragons and Mystical Creatures category. (Okay, #78, but still, it's there!) No specials were running, so it’s purely the result of my improved advertising. Let me show you what I’m up against… what I like to call, “dragon porn” (which I’ve got nothing against, just not sure I can compete). That reminds me, I haven’t sent out an email to those tagged as writers in a while—I’ll do so soon (separate email list). I've found some reasonably priced tutorials that make way more sense to me than Cohen's stuff. In fact, it is pretty clear to me that Cohen's stuff is off-target. Folks who signed up for the ARC will get an auto-email today about the release. I hadn’t through that through—I will offset the release date from my newsletter next time so that you're not bombarded. Whoops. “Or we can leave,” Illiara said, scowling at the dragon, which struck me as odd—could a dragon even interpret a scowl? It spoke our language, so maybe yes?
“Or you can leave and end the world.” The dragon sounded a lot like Hughelas or Elliah at that moment, proclaiming with all of the angsty certainty of youth that they could have done better than their parents.
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