Pitching my novel

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Last December I finished my first novel, Shield of the Goddess. I'm now in the process of pitching it to literary agents. I'm new to this stage of the publishing process and learning as I go, but I'm enjoying it.

This might be my last post here for a while. I've been blogging at my Ko-fi page here on a monthly basis for the past year, and will be blogging there for the foreseeable future.

https://ko-fi.com/chrisstrublewrites

Thanks for stopping by.

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