Just This

With my first book I waited for something to happen for the words to catch fire and spread across the world but they didn’t, not the way I’d hoped. After that I had to crack the shell of my reserve and light my own fire. It wasn’t going to happen; I had to make it happen. And even then, there were no guarantees.

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