I’m seeing a lot of whining lately among authors on social media. Now, don’t get me wrong, I can do my fair share of whining. Everybody can because, well, we’re human and human beings aren’t infallible. Or inflatable, but that’s neither here nor there. Everybody has their ups and downs. Everybody has been through hard…
This isn’t a post to chastise people who self-publish unedited, unprofessional books. I was that person. Last summer, the indie world opened up before me, and before I’d put much thought into it, I uploaded my books. A few read-overs by me to check for typos, a couple reads by close friends and boyfriend, and…
Heather Marie Adkins writes too much but still too little. She also has too many cats, not enough tequila, and a love affair with procrastination that burns with the passion of a thousand fiery suns.
Heather lives in north-central Kentucky with her long-suffering husband. When she’s not plotting her next story or herding felines, she works at the library in public relations. Find out more about her at heathermarieadkins.com.