It’s early Thursday morning. So early even Pepper isn’t awake.
I’m reading the books from the just-graduated class of “Write Your Worst Book Ever.” They’re good. They’re terrible. They’re the WORST. But there’s a lightness in them, a playfulness, a sense of “lifting” that something has been removed (armor? a cage? ceilings?) and they are free.
You can join us from May 1 to May 10, 2021, and if you use the coupon code “THUNDER,” you’ll save 25%.
Come join us and break through the flood gates, through the ceilings, and lift up through your heart and up into your worst book ever.
https://u.repossible.com/p/wbe/?coupon_code=THUNDER I thought the group promotion was over but it seems to still be functioning.
You can read all of the Worst Books Ever here:
https://storyoriginapp.com/bundles/76780466-863d-11eb-ae71-87e08cbe0f36
[ https://youtu.be/K2htIs0wg6Q ]
Let’s walk through, literally, preparing for a speech. [ https://youtu.be/tXhzYVhCdoM ]
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