The first time it happened, I was excited.
An author reached out to me directly.
At least, that’s what I thought.
The email sounded encouraging. Professional. Warm. It complimented my work, referenced storytelling, and hinted at industry insight. As an indie author trying to carve out space in an already overcrowded industry, it felt validating.
Then I looked closer.
The email address was wrong.
Not slightly wrong. Obviously wrong.
And once I noticed it, I started noticing everything else.
The vague...