I think I spotted a ray of hope for self-publishers this morning.
A lot of days I sit at my computer doing nothing more than trying to get people to pay attention to me. And not in a fun, "Look at me I'm wearing a lampshade on my head!" sort of way. In a repetative, mindless, grind known as cold-emailing.
I have numerous Google Alerts set up for terms that have something to do with my books: "Urban Fantasy," "Independent Reviewers," "Genre Tweaking Novels Where a Ronin Saves a Roman Slave From ...
Published on November 23, 2011 06:00