Probably should have said this earlier…

Rather than rant and ramble today, I want to make a short post addressing my readers. By this, I mean those of you who have left comments on my blog, chatted at me on Twitter and Facebook, bought ebooks, pre-ordered The Life & Death of a Sex Doll, left reviews, or did any of those kinds of activities which modern peoples might define as fan-like…activity…riiiight. Anywho, I'm addressing you folks who took the time to show your support:

Thank you. You are the few, the proud, the elite. You are the folks who got what I was saying and decided to pitch in and help. I bitch a lot at the silent folks who are still just passing through and waiting for the next train wreck. (Due any minute now, I'm sure.) But I don't often take the time to say thanks to the people who heeded the call and pitched in their support.

I've mentioned Becka a lot because she's been supporting me the longest, going all the way back to my first Lulu book ever. But now of course there's new arrivals like Wendy and Widdershins, and Daymon, all of whom have bought books, left comments, left reviews and ratings. In short, they've done everything I asked, and then some. And that is awesomesauce.

Then there's the middle group of Jodi and Louise over at Belfire Press, who have done a LOT to promote my stuff, and not just the stuff I wrote for them. And then over on Twitter (and Facebook, actually) there's @Andrew_Wolter, who promoted a few of my ebooks with giveaways, and who lends emotional support on the days when I'm feeling like a total hack. Also on Twitter, there's @phalcomb, who's bought quite a few books and reviewed many of them. Those he didn't review, he still tweeted me to say, "Hey, I read this, and it was pretty good." There's @Magelly, who bought one book, and will be reading it until sometime in 2013 at his current pace. =^p I know because on Twitter he sends updates about his slow but steady progress, and I know he's slow because he hates ebooks, not me. =^) All of his tweet updates about the book itself have been positive so far. And yeah, it's cool to get feedback and know he's still reading, even if he's reading really slow. (And I'm not going to rush him when my own reading pace has dropped to a crawl due to guitar practice and gardening taking all my free time. [Isn't it funny how I never talk about TV shows I watch?Yeah, funny, that.])

There are others who do their parts by RTing messages, but that list gets a bit random and long, and I can't recall everyone who retweeted something at one time or another. With the fast stream nature of Twitter, it isn't possible to keep track of tweets, or to track who is retweeting them. (In theory you should still be able to, but New Twitter screwed up the RT system and now it's not entirely accurate. Okay, it's piss poor at keeping track of who retweeted what.)  There's a LOT of writers who have taken the time to write up a little something about me, bloggers who sent me email interviews, and others who wrote up reviews of my stuff for their site.

There's folks who wrote an email to me to let me know what they thought of my book, or to talk to me about a blog post in private. And finally, there are people that despite my embarrassing behavior, still display a link to my blog in their blog roll. Or they have a link to my Smashwords store listed. I'm sure one day I'll find links to my Lulu store too, but as I just got the print side of my catalog going, it's not surprising that no one knows the address yet. (It's http://stores.lulu.com/zoe_w if you want to post it for me and help spread awareness of my growing print library.)

All of these methods count as support, even if there's no financial support. Money's tight, and lots of you people do what you can in little doses. And so, one more time, to you people who made even the briefest effort to help me, thank you. You've been a great audience, and I hope my new stuff is not so crappy it sends you away. (And that my whining at the silent lurkers does not bore you to tears.)

So that's it for the sunshine and happiness. Tune in tomorrow, when I return to serving piss and vinegar.