I was not supposed to be here. I started as a stay-at-home mom of four who accidentally became an entrepreneur — one of the first wave of self-published romance authors on Amazon. That led to a seven-figure consulting business.
Then a serious car accident in 2019 took almost everything. Months of recovery relearning how to read, write, walk, and drive. No screens. No technology. The business I had built went silent.
When I came back, I had seventeen pages and a $500 price tag. I sold 18 copies in 30 days. That was the proof of concept that became Octavian — and the clearest evidence I have ever seen that founders do not need more information. They need someone to tell them exactly what to do.
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