COLD FEET FEVER has taken me an inordinate amount of time to write. I have many reasons and excuses for this, and they matter not. Friends have suggested I put this troublesome manuscript aside and start another. But for some reason I hang in.

Stubborn? Masochistic? Nope. I prefer to think of myself as persistent and brave.

For my peace of mind, I’ve decided it doesn’t matter if anyone reads my book, buys it, sponsors it or shares it. Or any of my books for that matter. It only matters that I show up every day, use whatever creativity and talent I possess, and finish what I started.

And now I’m off to do more revisions on my WIP. I’m banking that if I keep my commitment to myself, the book will happen.

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