Friendless and cold

Friendless and cold, I set about writing books which were very loosely based on my experiences as a soldier in Northern Ireland. I was hoping to write something which spoke intelligently about that confusing conflict. As ever, initial sales were good but tailed off as the number of books available on Kindle swamped the market.

If my books were any good it didn't matter because they were simply lost in the vast e-market of Amazon Kindle. I mean, imagine going to a bookshop with six million books on the shelves. Where would you start? So, although Amazon was, on paper, a great outlet for new writers, for those who had already made inroads it became an unwieldy disaster.

Before too long I had written thirty books, then forty. I had worn out countless computers, committed millions of words to e-paper. And all for what?

Well, I had honed my skills as a writer and I had created an impressive back catalogue just waiting to be discovered. But in truth I was no further on.