A postman knocks at your door. He asks too many personal questions, then hands you a package you didn’t order. Obviously, you shouldn’t open it.

After you open it, you find a yellowed letter inside, handwritten on paper that looks at least 100 years old. As you read it silently to yourself, a faint whispering voice reads it along with you. It seems to be intentionally mispronouncing some words.

"Dear Everyone:

I have a favor to ask that costs zero dollars, and you don’t even have to talk to anyone or put on a tie.

My follower count and my number-of-copies-sold count are pretty close, so most of the people reading this have already ordered The Wolf in the Woods. That’s great! But, right now I only have ONE review on the book’s page, and that’s hurting my ability to engage with other readers and writers.

If you’ve read at least one of the free stories from The Wolf in the Woods, please leave your honest opinion on the book’s Inkshares page, which should be linked below (it might be a pre-order button, go ahead and click that). I’m not even asking for people to necessarily recommend the book, or write good reviews. Any review will do. As a matter of fact, if they’re nothing but glowing, people might see that as disingenuous and untrustworthy.

Thank you for your time!

--Ben"

The letter crumbles to dust in your hands. This is very annoying to you, as it has made quite a mess.