I glad you remember...and it sounds good....that's the point of a description 😉
You know how I've been saying the good feeling is sort of fading...well, I'm still happy, but I keep getting shot down at the places I ask to carry the book. Rejection is part of a writer's life, which is tough. I dunno if I could handle trying to be a fulltime writer.
What do you guys think? Could you deal with constant rejections, followed intermittently by occasional explosions of pure bliss?