Happy Anniversary

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I’ve been flapping my gums about different topics for 8 years now. A good few of those have been dedicated to exposing some dark and dreary subjects, but there have also been some pretty bright points, too. I got to know all of you, and I’m happy for that.

Well, most of you. There are one or two of you that I truly and honestly wish I’d never heard of. You know who you are, and you can feel free to take a hike. You don’t deserve to celebrate here. See ya.

I’m so happy to see the wonderful new projects people are coming out with. I’ve got a few of my own going on that I’m back on track with, now that I’ve gotten over that nasty flu. 2016 is the year of promises and dreams fulfilled. I can’t wait to share everyone’s good news. Incredible people deserve incredible rewards for their hard work and dedication.

It’s been a long and wild ride. Thank you for taking it with me.



This is dedicated to any authors or models that are considering working with Tabetha Jones on one of her upcoming Anthologies. Yes, she’s still cranking them out even though there isn’t even a pretense of a company anymore. I guess she finally decided to chuck the idea of seeming legit and just rip ’em off outright.

And make no mistake, it IS a ripoff. Especially if she’s not even bothering to fake a company anymore. Her modus operandi is to finagle a few real authors into contributing to an anthology, insisting the the proceeds will be split evenly among the authors. Maybe even promising them that she won’t even take a cut. How very generous, right?

Wait for it.

Then she fills up the rest of the book with her own garbage using fake names. So, if there are ten stories (poems, whatever) in an anthology, and three of those authors are legit, that means that each one of those authors gets 10% of the proceeds. She gets 70%. She’s the rest of those authors under a fake name, remember. Still seem generous? No. I don’t think so, either.

And, that’s not all.

She has also conned authors into submitting work to an anthology dedicated to raising money and awareness for victims of domestic abuse. She’s been posing as a victim of domestic violence for years, claiming that each and every one of her husbands and boyfriends has abused her, even though there’s not a single police report, and none of her biker buddies has ever sought revenge on her behalf. Does that sound like how a 1% biker club allows its women to be treated to you? Multiple times? No. Not to me, either. Seems to me that if anybody laid a finger on one of their own, that person would drop off the face of the planet, real quick.

Nah. We’ve all seen  it. SHE’S the one with the abusive personality. We’ve all seen it, we’ve heard it on the phone, with her literally SCREAMING in rage, even with her 6, 7, and now 8 year old daughter in the room. We’ve heard about her attacks on people, from her very own mouth. Her stories about being abused are just to punish those men for leaving her. Good for them, I say. They’ve found wives that know how to treat a man, so good riddance to bad rubbish.

Her claims of being abused also get her sympathy, mostly from the authors she’s trying to manipulate. Like that anthology dedicated to domestic violence. People contributed work to that, generously volunteering their submissions, expecting no pay for it. All of the proceeds were intended to be donated to a shelter for battered women. And guess what? There’s no evidence that any such donation was ever made. None of the shelters in Waco ever heard of her.

That’s right, folks. It looks like she got authors to donate work to an anthology, lied about making a donation, and kept every dime that book pulled in.

But… but… that’s in the PAST, right? Isn’t that how she sells it? “Everybody deserves a second chance!” “It’s all in the past!” “I’ve learned from my mistakes. Honest!”

Well, if you need a refresher, nothing is “in the past” with her. She keeps doing the same thing, over and over. And if you’re not careful, she’ll do it to you.

If you need proof, fine. Let’s take a look at something else that’s supposed to be “in the past.” Sky(lier) Wicker(son). The beautiful model that Tab’s sister Dee is supposed to be dating, for several years now. We proved beyond any doubt two years ago that Sky doesn’t exist. It’s an alt that Tab made up, pulling pictures gorgeous blondes from the internet to use as profile pictures. Word has it that “Sky” used to sext Dee, and that’s how their relationship carried on for awhile. The very thought makes my skin crawl. Sexting filthy messages to her own sister to make her think a gorgeous model is in love with her? I know they’re not blood sisters, but STILL.

I don’t know when Dee caught on, but at some point, she became complicit in the lie, insisting that she and her darling Sky have spent time together in real life. And, since we PROVED that Sky doesn’t exist, we know it’s a lie.

But, here, from 3 days ago, is Dee tagging Sky in a “soulmate” post.

The comment is on one of many posts that Tab’s been putting up lately, lovey-dovey mush about how she and her man are so much in love, so perfect for each other, blah-blah-blah. And behind many of them lately are equally barf-inducing sentiments from him in return.

So it’s one of two things happening. Either Dee has been swept back up into Tab’s bullshit and lies, or Tab’s posting under Dee’s name to keep the lie alive. I really and truly hope it’s the latter. It looked like Dee got out from under Tab’s drama, and I was happy to see it. Nobody (else) deserves to have the life sucked out of them by Tab’s drama.

It wouldn’t be the first time we’ve seen Tab use her family’s names in her schemes, drama and lies. Remember when she used Cindy Carlo’s name to scam my kid? We’ve seen her use her boyfriends’ families’ names too. Eric’s sister, at one point, her own birth mother’s name. Anybody she can think of, she uses. So it wouldn’t surprise me a bit to see her posting on her sister’s account. Her boyfriend’s either, for that matter. The things he’s commenting back to her smack of the poorly conceived of crap that she uses for dialogue in her smut. Guys just don’t talk that way.

The point of the day, folks, is that if you’re thinking of dealing with Tabetha Jones (aka Zoey Sweete), you need to seriously reconsider. And don’t just take my word for it. Google her. Look for her and her companies on sites designed to warn authors about scams. Writer, beware. Absolute Water Cooler. Predators and Editors. Her claims that her “mistakes” are “in the past” – along with her insistence that we here at this blog are just “haters and liars” are just a ruse to get you to feel sorry for her so that she can rip you off. Too many authors have gone unpaid. Too many have been verbally abused by her. Too many have been left battered, bruised and disillusioned. I don’t want you to be one of them. Be careful, folks.

Google yourself

There are a LOT of scams and shady characters out there, folks. There are scam publishers, shady thieves, liars and frauds. They come in all shapes and forms, from friends to total strangers. They’re everywhere.

My friend, author Sioux Craft, put a lot of work into her book, Night Walker. Then, today, she finds out that some shmuck out there is giving away FREE copies of her book. Free ebook, mobi, and PDF files of her book were being offered as part of some promotional campaign. You know, a(n) “answer a few questions and get this book free” type of thing.

Needless to say, she wasn’t happy about it. She got right on top of contacting both the shmuck in question and the web host. If it comes down to it, I’m sure she’ll have no problem seeking legal remedy if they don’t. If they’re smart, they’ll take it down at once. Too much work went into creating NW for people to give it away for free. That’s not just some harmless download, it’s theft. It takes money out of her pocket that she worked for.

This brings us to the point of today’s tirade. GOOGLE YOURSELF. Even if you haven’t set up any new business or done anything new at all, there’s always a chance that you could find that somebody’s out there doing something sneaky with your work, your name, your reputation. You might find that former associates or third parties are selling your work without your knowledge on foreign markets. Or you could find out, like Sioux did, that some asshat is giving your work away for free.

Watch your back, folks.
You’re welcome.

Query Jabberwocky

Good news, boys and girls! Jabberwocky is temporarily open to recieving queries. So if you’re an author in search of an agent, brush up your query letter and hope for the best!

What is a query letter?
Simply, a query letter introduces you and your book to a prospective agent.

Don’t just slap something like “Hey! I wrote this great book and I think you should be my agent!” on a piece of paper (or email) and send it off. Queries have a pretty standard format that agents like to see. It lets them know they’re dealing with a serious author. And that’s what you are, right?

1) The opening line.
This is where you hook or lose them, so make it good. Write 1-3 sentences (at MOST) to grab the agent’s attention. Don’t get cutesy and don’t ramble. If you’ve met (or seen) the agent at a convention or workshop, tell them that. “I was excited to see you speak at the Oregon writer’s workshop for women, and and even more thrilled to share my 300 page book ‘How to Herd Cats and win friends’ with you.”
Or, if you’ve read about them online, say that. “I read your blog @(addy here) and am excited to share my 400 page novel ‘It Was a Dark and Stormy Night’ with you.”
If you’re approaching them cold (haven’t seen, met, or read them), keep it about your book. But remember, this is NOT where you give your synopsis. That follows. This is just the introduction where you try to grab their interest. For example:
Imagine being whisked away by a twister over the rainbow to a strange, colorful land full of wonders, and having to find the one person that can help you get home again.
What if you were trapped in a spaceship with a horrible alien that has killed all of your crew mates and is now after you? How will you survive?

2) Synopsis.
Now that you’ve got their attention, give them a brief description of your book. Emphasis on brief. This whole letter fits on one page, remember.
Dorothy Gale, a sweet young girl from Kansas, finds herself swept away by a twister to the magical land of Oz. There, she makes friends like Glinda, the beautiful Witch of the North, who gives Dorothy a pair of ruby slippers. There’s also an animated scarecrow, rusty Tin Man, and Cowardly Lion who help her find her way to meet the Wizard of Oz. He’s great and powerful, they say, and can help her get home again. She also battles the Wicked Witch of the West, who will stop at nothing to thwart Dorothy and reclaim the ruby slippers. Dorothy meets the Wizard, but discovers that he can’t send her home, after all. The power to do that, she finds, is within herself.
You get the idea. Keep it brief, describe the story, and don’t get cute.
And do include the ending. Don’t leave ’em hanging. It won’t leave them wanting more. It’ll probably piss ’em off. And you don’t want to lose them if they’ve come this far in your query, do you?
Also, add the essentials. Title, page length, and genre. *Book title* is a 325 page is a YA novel. I suggest not saying that it’s a fiction novel. That’s repetitive. If it’s a novel, of course it’s fiction.

3) Your introduction.
Tell the agent about yourself. Again, keep it brief. They want a bio, not your life history. If you won a contest or award that’s related to your project, include it. If you won the 4H blue ribbon for your sweet apple pie, they don’t want to hear about it. Unless your book is about how to bake a sweet apple pie, of course.

4) Wrap it up.
Express your appreciation for the agent’s time and let them know you’re looking forward to hearing from them. And that’s probably how you should word it. Don’t gush, and don’t beg. Be professional.

Do not include phrases like “If you liked Harry Potter, you’ll LOVE my book!” They’re literary agents. They’ll decide for themselves if they love it.
Do not tell them how many of your friends and family read the book and love it. Not to be rude, but they don’t care.
Do not add a bunch of cutesy pictures.
Do not use a hard-to-read font. Courrier New, or Times Roman 12 are your best bets. Using cutesy pictures, font or, if you’re snail-mailing, cutesy stationery is the quickest way to get your query dumped in the trash. There are industry standards for a reason. These people are professionals, and they want to deal with authors that are professional and serious about getting published. They see literally hundreds of  query letters a day. The cute pink paper isn’t going to make yours stick out from the bunch in a good way. It’s likely the first that will get plucked out and tossed. Let your story and your pitch stand out for you. If it’s a good one, it will get noticed. If not by one agent, then maybe by the next.
DON’T berate yourself. Don’t approach them with lines like “Well, this book isn’t the best, but…” or “I know you’ve worked with better authors than me, but…” or “You probably won’t represent me, but…” If you don’t have confidence in yourself or your project, why the hell should they? Don’t come off like you’re the greatest thing ever, but don’t put yourself down, either. Just come off as a confident professional. That’s what they want to see. That’s who they want to deal with.

Also, don’t query more than one book at a time. If you’ve got a bunch, that’s great. But you only query one book at a time. If you MUST mention that you have other works available, mention that in your bio. “I also have several other titles I look forward to talking with you about.” That’s it. That lets them know that you’re not a one-time splash in the pan, and that’s fine. But don’t lose sight of the fact that you’re querying ONE project, here. Let the others fall in line.

DON’T send your whole book. Look at the website and find out what they want you to send, and send exactly that. Nothing more, and nothing less. If they want to see more, they’ll ask you for it.

The final DON’T is this: Don’t get discouraged if you don’t get picked up on sight by the first agent you query. Stephen King didn’t. Nobody does. Keep at it. The right agent for you is out there. Hopefully, it’s this one. If not, keep plugging away.

There are some great articles about how to write a query HERE, and HERE. And HERE‘s a pretty nifty list of sample letters that were successful in getting their authors represented (by various agencies. Not necessarily Jabberwocky). Don’t copy them word for word, but learn from them.

Be sure to read the BIO pages of Jabberwocky’s agents to make sure that you’re contacting the one that best represents what you’re selling. You don’t want to send a cook book query to the guy that does Sci-fi.

Good luck, kids.

Skin on Skin

According to (producer, Fashion Designer, Model,  Style Expert, Inner Beauty Empowerment Coach, Author & Speaker) Lorelei Shellist, “Skin on Skin” is an upcoming film that she’s producing about “the dreams that lie just beneath the skin.” She goes on to explain that the film is about courage and perseverance, empowering you to pursue your dreams.

What she doesn’t explain is exactly how the film will make that happen.

All this film appears to be is yet another self-aggrandizing project telling the barely fictionalized story of a runaway who travels the world, becoming a “muse” to iconic Haute Couture designers in Paris. It remains to be seen how much of the project is fact, fiction, or a deluded combination of the two.

Yet again, she’s using Def Leppard to raise money and promote herself. “Skin on Skin” is a lyric from Def Leppard’s Women, circa the Hysteria album.

Only this time, she’s not directly peddling a product for your money, the way she did with her Mary Sue autobiography.* This time, she’s asking for money outright via a gofundme project called “Dreams with Wings.” And what do you get for your donation? It’s vaguely worded, at best. But that’s no surprise, considering the quality of writing she demonstrated in her book.

At first, it looks like the reward levels are items that you buy, like a ruby slipper or crystal tiara, because the list starts off with a health and beauty basket item for $495.00 (yes, you read that right. Four hundred and ninety-five US dollars) that you could pick up from Walmart for 8 bucks. That’s an item that you can buy. And then there’s a $35.00 powder brush for sale. And THEN the levels start.

She didn’t bother to put the levels in ascending or descending financial order. It looks like she just slapped new levels in as she thought of them. I briefly considered sorting them out and listing them in order so that I could show you the “perks” but decided not to. Why would I want to do her work for her? Screw that. She says she has a “dream team” of “angels” that work for her. Let one of them tell her that her gofundme page is rambling and ambiguous.

Suffice it to say, there is a very long list of perks and prizes, but upon closer inspection, none of them seem to hold any real monetary value. There’s a lot of fluff and babble about intangibles like getting your name in the credits and getting shout-outs on social media, but nothing that really seems worth the price.

For $5000.00 US dollars (yes, that’s five THOUSAND dollars), there’s a role in the movie itself, and an ‘invitation’ to the premier, a red carpet photo op, and 1 night in a hotel. The only thing of any real value in there is the room. So, make no mistake. You’re basically paying 5 grand for one night in a hotel room. I hope it’s at least five stars. Add another 5 grand and you get 2 nights and a chance to sit with her at supper. Add yet another 5k (for a total of 15 THOUSAND dollars), and you get those 2 nights, dinner with her (paid? Doesn’t say) and orchestra seating at the premier.

Aside from that, though, it doesn’t look like anything else is included in the price. There are ‘invitations,’ but no mention at all that anything but the room itself is included. So. It looks like you not only pay $5k, $10k or $15k for the prize, but also that you have to pay for your travel, meals, gratuities and everything else as well. For both the trips to appear in the film and to travel to the premier. Whatta deal.

In one other prize package that involves her appearing at a fashion party (that you can only have if you live in Nashville, for some reason?), you have to pay an ADDITIONAL $500.00 dollars for a personal 3 hour Magic Makeover Session with her. Let me repeat that. You have to pay not only $1600.00 US dollars for the prize itself, but an additional 5 hundred to hang with her for 3 hours. That’s a total of $2,100.00 dollars.

In another package, you get to pay $1250.00 US dollars to have Lorelei come to your house for a party. If you live in Santa Barbara.

In yet another, you pay $1150.00 US dollars for her to come to your Los Angeles home.

Or, for a mere $1000.00 US buckaroos, you get to hang with Lorelei for 6 hours, listening to her smarmy banter about finding the fashion icon in you. In Los Angeles. Or, if you add another $250.00 bucks to pay for her to travel, she’ll hang with you in Palm Springs, San Diego, or Santa Barbara. At some point during that 6 hours, the two of you are probably going to get something to eat. And who do you think is (probably) expected to pick up that tab? You’re paying for everything else, so you tell me.

For anything under $1,000.00 US dollars she pimps you out to somebody else to meet, or you get a scarf, or something. I guess you’re not worth the bother of her time for less than a grand.

Well, no. I guess that’s not entirely true. For a mere $399.00 US dollars, she’ll Skype with you.

Do you know what this reminds me of? The crowd funding project that Nick Pacione and Tabetha Jones started to fund their Sinister Souls anthology. The one where perks included hanging out with them in their home cities, as if either one of them was important or interesting enough for anyone to want to meet them. You know. The project that didn’t raise one single dime. This sounds like that. “Pay through the nose, and you get to hang out with my wonderful, glorious self!” I’ll pass, thanks.

But she has something that those two didn’t, don’t and never will. A brush with fame. She dated Def Leppard’s guitarist Steve Clark. He dumped her and was getting married to another woman when he died. But never mind that. With him gone, the ex can glorify herself as his “one true star-crossed love” all she wants and he’s not around to defend himself. Neither is his wife. She joined him in death a few years later.

And there are countless scores of his fans that will swallow it whole because of their affection for him. They’ll fawn at her feet and kiss away the tears she sheds at the memory of his loss, empathizing with her pain because they associate it with the pain they feel at losing him.

And they’ll pay. They paid for her horrible book in droves. They pay for “sessions” with her in which she “empowers” them by telling them how wonderful they are – something they could easily discover on their own for free. Or they could pay to go see a shrink. At least the shrink makes no pretense about being altruistic. And the shrink will have 1) been trained with standards of ethics, and 2) studied for a PhD in actual psychology. Not some pseudo-new-age non-doctorate degree in spiritual psychology. Just saying.

And Def Leppard fans are paying for Lorelei’s film. Their names appear in the roster of her contributors, one after the next, paying hundreds, maybe thousands of dollars to blow sunshine up her skirt.

It’s their own business what they do with their money. If it makes them feel good to give their hard-earned dollars to finance her dream world of jet-setting trips to Paris, more power to them. Me, the thought turns my stomach. If I’ve got a few hundred (or thousand) dollars, I’d much rather give it to a foundation that does something REAL for people. Like, oh, say, saving lives by curing cancer. Yes, that’s a real thing, and I’ll be writing about that soon. Or I’d pay Wounded Warriors. Or donate to the homeless. Hell, I’d take in another ten stray cats before I’d give a nickel to her.

Well, I’ll probably do that anyway. So… bad analogy.

The point is that seeing someone take advantage of Def Leppard’s hard-won fame makes me queasy. And, no. She’s not the only one that does it. But she’s the one I find the most distasteful, because she does it at the expense of a dead guy that isn’t around to defend himself, who didn’t want anything to do with her, to the point of swearing out restraining orders to keep her from contacting him. Honestly, it confuses the hell out of me that fans who claim to care for him continue to worship at the feet of a woman that he didn’t want in his life. To me, that shows the utmost insult to his memory.  Seems to me that if they really cared about him, they’d honor his wishes. But, hey. That’s just me.

If ever I have a Def Leppard-inspired project by which I hope to make a few bucks, I’d at least have the common decency to run it past the band first, give them the chance to give it a green light or to tell me no. Even to give them the chance to benefit from it financially, too, as well they should, since it’s their name and fame that’s associated with it. There is the small possibility that she got the go-ahead from the band to wantonly associate herself with them for her own financial gain (again), but I doubt it. They don’t own the words “Skin on skin.” They just made them famous.

No. I doubt that she asked for permission. More likely, she just went ahead and did it, knowing that, even if they didn’t like it, they probably wouldn’t say anything. That thought alone would be enough to stop me. But, again, that’s just me.

Let me set the record straight about something. I don’t dislike this woman. I don’t know her well enough to truly dislike her. But I do know her well enough to see cracks in the facade. She showed them to me herself when she rattled off a laundry list of good deeds and dared me to beat it by confronting me with “And what have YOU done?” Those aren’t the words of an altruistic angel. That’s the sort of thing someone would say if they cared more about how those “good deeds” made them look than the charities themselves.

And it’s pretty glaringly obvious that she’s still leeching off of Def Leppard’s spotlight.

In all honesty, I think that if she really did what she says she does, she might really do some impressive work. Instead of glorifying herself with her good deeds, if she actually did it for the sole benefit of the people she helped, I’d be the first one to stand up and applaud. Especially if, just for once, she could do it without the expense of her dead ex boyfriend and his buddies. That would be great.

I don’t see that happening anytime soon, however. Instead, all I see are continuing bids for money and attention riding on the coattails of others. Pity. There are young girls in the modeling world that really could benefit from the experience of someone who’s actually been there, if only she could be bothered to step off of those coattails and truly walk an altruistic path.

By all means, feel free to look that gofundme page over and see if it makes more sense to you than it does to me. It’s possible that I just don’t understand crowd funding projects well enough. Or maybe there’s something I’m just not seeing. If it seems like a good deal, or if I’m mistaken altogether, please let me know. Because, honestly, I just don’t see it.

*In literature (though in the case of Shellist’s book, I’m not convinced that the word ‘literature’ applies), a Mary Sue is a character, often created as a personification of the author herself, who is impossibly perfect. Irritatingly so. For a more in-depth explanation about what constitutes a Mary Sue, see this post.

The Cash Cow

Every time I hear that somebody paid to get away from a certain scam publisher, it pisses me off anew. Not only did she keep royalties and take money from authors up front, but she also blackmailed them out of hundreds of dollars on the way out by holding their work hostage.

Yes. I used the word blackmail, and it’s not a word I use lightly.

That’s exactly what it is when she holds your work hostage, demanding money before she’ll give it back to you.

SHE says that she’s entitled to a separation fee because it’s in her contract. She beats her authors over the head with it. Well, here’s a reminder, folks, new authors and otherwise.


I can only repeat it until it sinks in. If a company isn’t legal, neither are its contracts. You can wipe your ass with your “contract” and demand your work back. That’s what Thea did, and her scam publisher had no choice but to release her work.


She never did, no matter how many times both of you signed her contract. Because…


Illegal contract means NO OBLIGATION.


Don’t pay her a penny. Demand your work back. If she refuses, turn her over to the DA for theft and the FBI for piracy. She’ll have no choice but to return your work to you.

She’ll cry “You’re getting all this work out of me for free!!!” Meaning editorial work and so forth. But consider this: She doesn’t edit. She doesn’t format. She takes the book as is and slaps it on Createspace for free. So she’s not out of any money, and she’s not out of any work, because she doesn’t do any. So she can stuff that notion up her ass sideways. There’s plenty of room for it, I’m sure.

And if she threatens to sue you for it, DARE her to. She won’t. She can’t. She’s done too much crooked shit to step in front of a judge willingly. Especially as it relates to publishing. She KNOWS she’ll never sue you. She just hopes she can intimidate you into believing it so that you’ll pay.


She wants you to believe she has all the power, but in truth, she has none. Like any malicious force, she has only the power over you that you give her.

“But my company’s closed! You’re just a bully!!” She’ll cry.

No it’s not. Her company might not be legal, but it still exists. All of her accounts are still active. She’s still at it. She’s just not bothering to put up the facade of a web presence.

Authors, Google yourselves. Many of you will find your works still for sale.

No? Well, try the foreign markets, then. For example, here’s Amazon .com in Japan. A search of Cindy Franks-white shows THIS PAGE, full of titles I bet you thought didn’t exist anymore.

Oh, yes, my friends. Your work is still very much for sale. Just not on the American market where you can readily find it. Your stuff is for sale on foreign markets where you’re less likely to look.

This is why I urge each and every one of you to contact Ingram and pull it. She’s not your publisher anymore. You have the power to do whatever you want with your title. Yank it from circulation. You’re not seeing any money from it anyway. Same thing with Amazon and Createspace. Yank it. Then…


It’s easy, and it’s free. Createspace walks you through every step of the process. And if it’s still confusing or intimidating, call me. I’ll talk you through it. For free.

And – this is very important – list YOURSELF as the only vendor of record. That means that nobody but you can sell it. That means that nobody but YOU can get paid for it. Make yourself the only vendor of record at Amazon/Createspace, and contact ingram to make sure they have you as the only vendor on record, too. No more dodgy third party sales in foreign markets that you’ve probably never heard of. No more chasing pig-trails just to try and keep up with your own titles.

Cut her off at the source.

Bovine as she may be, she’s not the cash cow I titled this post after you are. She’s milking you for every penny she can get. Don’t let her. Stop being a victim. Start being a survivor. Take back your power. Take back your money. Take back your career. It may be tarnished from being associated with her, but don’t let that stop you. A little spit and polish and you’ll be just fine. Because the one thing you’ve got going for you that she never will is the potential for success.

All she does is scheme and dream. The only real work she does is ripping off others. YOU actually have the talent. That’s why she sought you out in the first place. YOU can succeed where she can only wish.

So do it. Contact Ingram and Amazon. Yank your titles. Republish your work yourself. Make yourself the only vendor on record. Fly. Soar, my friends. The sky is the limit.