Yup…it’s about that time for me to make some updates and changes to the site (Oh Johnny Boy). There’s more to this post than that though—trust me! *Big grin
I wanted to do an audio entry for this but I found it easier to just write it out.
The interactions on Jar of Poetry (JOP) mean a lot to me. Really, it does! So, I’ve been trying to think of a cool gift to give you—digitally of course. I spent a good portion, this morning, reading up on how I can make this happen. And, yours truly, found a way!
Even though I can’t technically gift it to you—legalities, I can offer this: Promotional Codes to the audiobooks I’ve narrated and produced, exclusive to the US and UK…sorry my friends in other countries 😦
And here they are:
There is another one, Cognitive Behavioral Therapy by Elizabeth Yang, but I don’t have codes for that.
If any of these interest you, especially you Audible users and those curious about audiobooks, send me an email: email@example.com
In the email, just let me know which book and whether you’re in the US or UK.
Again, I apologize to my friends and readers outside the US and UK.
This should be the part where I try to con you and say something like, “Don’t forget to leave a review!”
Don’t do it for me though. It’ll definitely the help the authors…I treat my work like the posts on JOP—if I have something to share, then I will.
Now that we have that out of the way, I’m excited to let you know that I’ll be adding a new section to the menu bar. I’m still trying to figure out what to call it though 😀
Why am I making this a big deal?
There’s a tinsy-little secret I’ve been keeping from you that I didn’t feel comfortable sharing yet. But I think the timing is right…only if you’re ready to take our reader/writer/friendship to the next level.
The first post of this new section will be on Sunday, EST, alongside the poetry. Here’s to patience, yeah?!
And with that, I wish you the very best my friends.
I can’t remember the last time I made a paper airplane. Do you remember how they each flew differently but were folded the same? Each crease of our imagination, when it flew, we would watch with fascination. Weighed down by too many thoughts and prayer, I question why it never goes anywhere. But when a friend makes one and I see it fly, I can’t help but smile and give it another try.
Inspired by a great guy and writer,Antony!Keep up with the poeticmischief brother!