Categories on Amazon

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On Amazon, categories are extremely important. I needto reiterate that. Categories are extremely important.


Did you realize that if you're in the wrong category,you could sit in the boondocks forever and never get your Amazon Best Seller'sRank up any higher. Remember - the higher your rank, the more visible Amazonwill make you. The more visible you become, the more books you sell. Right?


When I first became a published author, I had acontract with The Wild Rose Press and expected them to take care of all thatpublishing 'business'. I wrote the books and they sold them – except theydidn't. Sales were dismal, and there seemed to be nothing I could do about theproblem. Write a better book I was told. So I did. But, it didn't help. Icontinued to sell those same amount of books that we all sell to our personalfamily, friends and few loyal fans.


Then I decided to be an Independent Author. I starteda new series called 'Angels with Attitudes' and now all that 'business' landedin my lap. And so I asked questions and learnt as much as I could.


One thing I learnt was that it's very important whichcategory you chose to place your book. You need to do a lot of homeworkchecking out the others in your genre and pick out the ones in the top of the100 bestsellers list and the bottom of the same list. Then check to see theirrank #, and whether you'll ever be able to compete. Because I wrote paranormalromance, I automatically choose those categories without paying attention tojust how many others I'd be competing against.


Think about trying a category whose top books havelower ranking numbers. There are a lot of different ones to choose from. Ask others where they chose to put their books. Then trychanging your categories in KDP. Sometimes you have to change them more thanonce to fit into a place where the readers will find your book.   Do it! What can you lose - besides sales?





 
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