I'm in a depressed rut, a valley of ugh, a leaky balloon. I haven't found someone who loves my stories as much as I do. The possibility feels unattainable. So I said,"Self, snap out of it. Pity party is over." And then I stumbled upon the Kidlit Summer School. Daily lessons from writers with the know how. Assignments to complete. Something new for me to work on. A new challenge. A new beginning. Thank you Kami and Sudipta.

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