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Update: Unpublished Work

So, to everyone who cares, I've unpublished "First Time Angel". It was basically crap, and I did deserve the one-star review. A friend of mine, who shall remain nameless, has given me some advice on what I could do to revise and improve the book. I've already started revisions, and am excited about the new direction the book is taking. I'm hoping that if I put enough in there, the book will become a full novel (fingers crossed on that one). So, the book will be called "Angel", and I am in the process of fixing it up. I'm also going to be toning it down a bit.


So, this is just a quick update. Just taking this "L" on the chin and hoping it'll be a "W" next time. Talk to you all soon!

Rosey Lav




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