the greatest support I have ever received from a family member in regards to my writing, comes from my cousin Jim. Cousin Jim who has been like a big brother to me. Cousin Jim who played with my younger brother and I when we were young, jumping on our grandparents bed while the record player blared, sitting with me when I was recovering from being attacked by their dog Rudy. Cousin Jim who shared his kind ear with me about some of the childhood abuse I experienced, offered wisdom, and has appeared on most/ if not all of my recent posts … liking them to support.

For those of you who know my backstory of rejection from family members upon discovering that I was Mexican, Cousin Jim was one that has reached out rather than rejected.

So who do you think was the first to preorder my book?

Cousin Jim.