A year ago I was writing as a pipe dream. It was devouring my cash for no benefit. I hadn’t dreamed up Burrito Avenger yet, hadn’t even seen John Wick. I was telling myself not to write self-help books because I wasn’t educated enough. Where were you a year ago? Take stock.
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I don't have a rest of my life. I write, I work, that's it.
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