Why Don’t Readers Leave Reviews? (Asking for a Friend… Okay, It’s Me)
I’ve been thinking about something lately. Or maybe agonizing is a better word.
Why don’t more readers leave reviews?
Midnight Burn has been out in the wild for a bit now. I’ve sold dozens of copies. I’ve seen the numbers. I know someone out there is reading it. And yet—I haven’t heard much. A whisper here, a private message there. But mostly? Silence.
So I’ll ask what every indie author is dying to know:
What drew you to Midnight Burn?
Was it the near-cyberpunk vibes? The neon-lit noir streets and the ghost-code AI hiding in the dark? Maybe the slow-burn romance between a broken man with a past and a woman who doesn’t trust easily? Or maybe it was the action—the car chases, the tense standoffs, the dirty rooms where secrets die?
More importantly:
What did you like?
What didn’t land for you?
I wrote this story with everything in me. The imagery, the tension, the way the rain hits the Barracuda’s hood in the alley scene—those aren’t just words. That’s the movie in my head. And I write because I want to share that with you. I want it to come alive in your imagination too.
But here’s the hard truth:
Writing is loud. Publishing is loud.
And silence from readers?
It echoes.
So if you read the book—if you even read part of it—please consider leaving a review. It doesn’t have to be long. Just a few lines to let me know what connected. Or what didn’t. That feedback? It’s fuel. It’s a flashlight in the dark.
Let me into your head the way I tried to let you into mine.
Thanks for reading. Thanks for riding shotgun with Jace and Lila.
—TJ
Why don’t more readers leave reviews?
Midnight Burn has been out in the wild for a bit now. I’ve sold dozens of copies. I’ve seen the numbers. I know someone out there is reading it. And yet—I haven’t heard much. A whisper here, a private message there. But mostly? Silence.
So I’ll ask what every indie author is dying to know:
What drew you to Midnight Burn?
Was it the near-cyberpunk vibes? The neon-lit noir streets and the ghost-code AI hiding in the dark? Maybe the slow-burn romance between a broken man with a past and a woman who doesn’t trust easily? Or maybe it was the action—the car chases, the tense standoffs, the dirty rooms where secrets die?
More importantly:
What did you like?
What didn’t land for you?
I wrote this story with everything in me. The imagery, the tension, the way the rain hits the Barracuda’s hood in the alley scene—those aren’t just words. That’s the movie in my head. And I write because I want to share that with you. I want it to come alive in your imagination too.
But here’s the hard truth:
Writing is loud. Publishing is loud.
And silence from readers?
It echoes.
So if you read the book—if you even read part of it—please consider leaving a review. It doesn’t have to be long. Just a few lines to let me know what connected. Or what didn’t. That feedback? It’s fuel. It’s a flashlight in the dark.
Let me into your head the way I tried to let you into mine.
Thanks for reading. Thanks for riding shotgun with Jace and Lila.
—TJ
Published on May 15, 2025 03:26
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