Everyone loves data. Facebook, Amazon, Walmart, your kids.
You love your data. And that’s a good thing–data needs to be loved. And cherished. And kept close to your heart.
I love your data, too. 😀 Which is why I don’t have any interest in sharing it. If you sign up for my newsletter, you’ll get the odd email talking about a new release coming up, or a painful confession that I’ve jumped the shark and have to rewrite half the book again and so it’s going to be a little while longer, but look at this other author’s book that might keep boredom from gnawing at your ankles for a bit. That’s pretty much it.
Look, we all know cats are lazy. And I am very cat-like. Even my cats sometimes forget I’m not one. I don’t want to bug people who aren’t interested (which maybe is my least cat-like quality). If you ever decide you distrust my kittenish demeanor and tendency to just lie in the sun where it’s the least convenient, you can click the unsubscribe button and I’ll stop leaving hairballs at your feet right away. 🙂