A few weeks ago I was feeling a little low because my life had gotten a bit out of control and I had too many things going on that required my complete attention. To be honest, this has been going on much longer than I cared to acknowledge but that’s how life goes.
I was in a slump. Unable to read or write much of anything and the only light I could see at the end of the tunnel was a train coming. Then it hit me; writer’s block combined with disappointment in my sales due to my lack of interest in my own life and happiness. Book reviews had tapered off. I’d become lax in my marketing and I couldn’t decide which direction I wanted to go.
I’d held on so tightly to all of my books for three years and feared without an agent and a major publishing company, I’d never sell enough books to achieve the level of success I need and want in order to finally quit my day job and write full time…my ultimate dream.
In the throws of all of this brain scramble, my original plan came roaring back to the surface like a wave crashing over me. My original dream while I was writing Fireflies was just to be read. I just wanted people to read my books and hopefully enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. It was never about getting rich quick (thank goodness right?) or overnight fame. At its core, this journey has been about sharing my work with the world and finding readers who’d want to join me on this voyage.
“Give them away.”
That was the voice I heard. Since I started giving them all away yesterday, I have already received some wonderful feedback from people who have started reading the books. As of this writing, I have given away a grand total of 6,444 books. I am not naive enough to believe that all of these downloads will be read and even fewer of those will be reviewed. However, had I not opened the gates and invited so far almost 6,500 people in to try out my books, my odds of ever reaching these people would have been near ZERO.
Here we are into day 2. We have until Friday midnight to reach as many readers as I can. I’d love it if you would assist me with either sharing this blog post anyway you can and/or downloading my books and hopefully, reading one of them. 🙂
Thanks so much for your time!
Received my packet this morning for The Baltimore Book Festival! Woohoo!!! One week from tomorrow! If you work nearby, stop in the author’s tent on the Constellation Pier and buy some books from me! I’ll have copies of all of my novels to snatch up and autograph them for you! Come see me and my first mate Kimberly aka Keara in our Pirate garb. Just look for the crazy ladies with the big hats!
PS…When you buy a book, we have some sweet little giveaway goodies for you too!
YES!!! YES!!! YES!!! Most excellent email just now!!!
“You have been selected to participate in the Authors’ Tent at the Baltimore #Book Festival, on Friday, Sept. 25th from 11am – 7pm.”
Unless you’re already famous for something else; rock star, movie actor, professional athlete—you most likely will not sell a million copies of your book—your first book let’s say. For Joe Shmo and P.S. Bartlett and many other authors, being successful takes a good deal of time, good marketing and a great support base. If you’re hoping to get rich quick by being a writer, you may want to get that record deal or Lakers contract first.
You have to have either a very good memory or be incredibly organized. Between scheduling writing time, writing your blog, tweeting, running contests, Facebook pages, email addresses, writing your book and not to mention holding down a full time job, keeping house, cooking, cleaning and keeping your significant other from leaving you due to you forgetting not only their birthday but their name, you may have time to pee and walk the cat—I mean dog.
It can be a very lonely career. Writers need a lot of solitary time to write. I’ll admit, I’ve been writing and someone will come into the room and most often they will ask that all too important question, “Are you writing?” but occasionally the matter is important to them. Forgive them because they don’t realize you’re right in the middle of taking down an army of giant trolls and when you read back over what you wrote later, try not to get upset with them when your troll has forgotten to do their homework and needs an excuse note for their teacher or they’ve set the kitchen on fire.
People want your swag. If you’re not an author and you’re reading this, no, they do not want your lovely new curtains, they want goodies that show off your books. There is a bit of an investment involved but it’s oh so worth when your fans want something special to go with their books. Bookmarks, buttons, charms and t-shirts make great swag but always remember your fans love your books and they are going to want some swag so you better have it ready.
Getting published is as easy as 1, 2, 3 (and other fairy tales). There are literally millions of books on Amazon alone—go look if you don’t believe me. Looks pretty simple doesn’t it? (I’ll be right back I’m rolling on the floor laughing). Even if you become frustrated with the process of querying agents and publishers and decide to self-publish your book, there are plenty of really nice and friendly people waiting in line to take your money and help you do just that—choose wisely. Do background checks if you have to but please be careful.
Depending on which genre you write in, you must do your research. Nero didn’t smoke cigars—neither did pirates. I’ll bet you didn’t know that did you? Okay well even if you claim you did, do you have to be 100% historically accurate? Well yes, you should. Of course you can use your imagination to create new scenarios, for instance Abraham Lincoln as a vampire hunter but if old Abe whips out his iPod or says, “Hey, pass the Grey Poupon,” I’m sorry but your more experienced reader is gonna close the book on you.
I didn’t know authors were zombies. I’ve learned to accomplish more things while half asleep than some people do wide awake—I think. Well I try.Okay I thought I did those things!
Social networking is very important but don’t beg. If you’re a new author, currently writing your first novel or even thinking about it, you better have a Facebook, a Twitter, a Google+ and a blog at the very least or you are already way behind. The irony of all of this is under point number 3. I compare this lifestyle to living like a gopher. In the hole, out of the hole. In the hole, out of the hole. We hide and write and in the next breath, we stick our head out, make a bunch of really cool new friends, say hello to our fans and then run back in our holes. Please, just don’t bombard people with “Over here! Look at me! PLEASE look at me! WILL YOU FREAKING LOOK OVER HERE!!!” Build relationships. Support your fellow writers and above all, don’t steal their golf balls.
Not everyone likes you and once you’re published, they may like you even less. As we strive to write that perfect, wonderful book that of course everyone wants to read and it miraculously gets published and we’re deliriously happy and sharing our happiness with anyone who will listen on every social media site and at every cocktail party or barbeque we attend, there is someone or someones lurking and guess what—they don’t like you, never did and they’ll be mean to you. They’ll give you anonymous bad reviews or say not so nice things about your book—since it is of course the source of your happiness. The answer to this is very simple. Write them into your next novel and kill them. Done.
People will like you and they’ll love your book. The most incredible feeling you get when your book is published and you start receiving feedback from complete strangers as to how good or even great it is will blow you away. Besides the birth of my children and grandchildren, giving birth to my first novel and holding it in my hands for the first time was nothing short of euphoria. Within its pages or gigabytes lies your blood, sweat and tears. It’s an asexual reproduction of your deepest thoughts and your wildest dreams, and you don’t need an epidural or puff puff blow to bring it into the world—however, a little shot of tequila or in my case RumChata to welcome its arrival never hurt anybody.