Inside the Mind of a Therapist Who Thinks Scammers Might Just Need a Hug – or Therapy!
I’d love to invite you for a relaxed, conversational episode to air on [name of fake podcast]…
The rest of the email was identical to dozens of pitches I’d collected in the “fellow author” long game con. It was a scam that, if I fell for it, could carry a hefty price, and leave me dazed and embarrassed when I learned that the “famous author” had no idea her name was being exploited. The person behind the glowing email was a con artist.
In the past, I would have just put the scammer through some paces (“if you read my book, what was the name of my dog?”), and then enjoyed the process of exposing her as a fraud. This time, though, something shifted. True, I was miffed. This scammer thought I’d believe a world-renown author was sitting around in her jammies and bunny slippers at 5 a.m, sending emails to unknown writers.
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