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A happy little indie author

As any indie author will know, it is a monumental up hill struggle to get your novel noticed. So when a spotlight of recognition shines a light on your work it causes that warm and fuzzy bug to purr loudly within. Well, my warm and fuzzy bug is still purring from the warmth of the spotlight.

A while ago I entered an online competition for the best opening for a self-published novel. I entered my first chapter, gave my contact information, then forgot about it—I’m not the sort of guy who wins competitions, even if I were the only participant and judge. But… Holy doughnuts falling from the sky, I WON! No really, I did. I’ll prove it. Click the certificate below to see the evidence.


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