Before my first novel was published, I lived in a happy fantasy world where publication represented the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. Once an author was published, I thought, the black dog of uncertainty departed for gloomier pastures and the world became a place of joy and light. My logical brain understands that publication is a process, and that although there’s no such thing as a magic bullet, publication does represent success in a writer’s world. Unfortunately, my logical brain is a follower … and my lizard brain is a jerk. For those unfamiliar with the
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