I came...I saw...I deluded myself. With illustrations so pixel-ated it was like trying to see through shattered glass and with alluring curvy text that was actually impractical for reading, I set about promoting my book to anyone who would listen.

My blind belief paid off (temporarily) leading to book signings, readings and appearances in magazines. It seemed like the pieces of this self-publishing puzzle were finally slotting into place and working in a nursery was the last little bit. It granted me access to a vast audience to sell to and word naturally spread from there.

It was great!

And I lived happily ever after...

on my own island...

in Tahiti!!