I’ve got a little blog here. Seven, eight people stop by every month and read what I’ve written. Four dropped in this week alone. You don’t see me patting myself on the back. Sure, I honk my own horn sometimes, but I’m in the damn car when I do.
Not you big, fancy-pants authors. Oh, no. You’ve got to tell the world how important and successful you are. Plaster it all over. La-di-da.
Sheesh, the nerve of some people. I swear.
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