Are you my reader? Do you like to read the books I write? Maybe you’re fond of the same small-town or cozy urban settings as I like to set my stories. Out maybe you’re a fan of the kinds of quirky protagonists that populate my stories. You might like the genres my stories fall into, or maybe my cover drew your eye and my price point wasn’t outrageous. For whatever reason, you like what I do and that makes us both happy.

But I can’t anticipate you, can I, dear reader? I don’t know where you come from, or how you find me, and I don’t have control over whether or not you might bring a dozen friends or hide my book behind a plain brown wrapper.

I can’t entice you by goosing my Amazon ranking or tweaking my review rating, and by the same token, you won’t be driven away by anyone else’s questionably-motivated opinion, or maybe even their honest one.

The only thing I can do is give you more to read, make sure it is the best it can be, packaged in a non-embarrassing manner, and delivered to you in the format you want and at a price we both agree is reasonable. Everything else is just trimmings.

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