Well, it's happening again. That feeling of negativity that invades my soul every so often. I can't help but go through periods of excitement while I'm writing and when I release a book, but I quickly fall back to earth when things don't play out the way they did in my imagination. I work my ass off for what? I published with self-publishing companies like iUniverse in the past and spent way too much money. Then I began publishing eBooks because that's where the money was being made and it was more cost friendly. I did better, but not great. Eventually, I started turning those eBooks into paperbacks because many people voiced how they don't like eBooks, but those paperbacks sit with no action. There are more times than I care to recall that I just want to give it all up. But I know I won't. I won't, not simply be use I can't stop writing, but because I owe it to Steve to do everything possible to provide him with a secure future. But something
