Spring finally came yesterday in the form of blooming flowers, warm breezes and the mighty urge to roll down my car windows. I was just leaving the park--a place where my story ideas float around in the ether, when Van Halen's "Dreams" queued. Grinning like an idiot, I turned up the volume and let High School wash over me. Which song defines your glory days?
The influx of self-published books and their success in the marketplace is indicative of an open-minded audience willing to try unfamiliar names not backed by large publishing houses. It’s a truly great time to be an author!