May 23
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I’m rediscovering the purpose of my writing.
While Katie and I were talking tonight, she asked me why I write. Without thinking, I said, “Because it’s what I’ve wanted to do since my mom handed me my first Danielle Steele book when I was thirteen.”
I’ve been so wrapped up in whether or not my book is selling enough copies and what’s going on with book one, that I forgot that.
