Feedback Friday :: More Than Zero

no. of days since last proper Feedback Friday :: 1,235

no. of days late with this Feedback Friday :: 3

bulk :: 12st 10 (not that I care massively but I’ve put on nearly a stone since I came back to look after my mum)

my mum :: doing very, very well indeed – operation wounds almost totally healed, chipperness returned

films wept at :: 3

book reviews rehashed :: 4 (at Goodreads)

book reviews received :: 15

books sold :: no idea

other jobs in pipeline :: 2

supermodels :: 0

gold :: 0

weeks remaining till I give up and go farming :: 13


 


So here we are, just over two weeks since I published The Lives and Loves of Hana Lee as an ebook and for some bizarre reason, my eyes – as yet – are neither stinging from the sweat of supermodels nor squinting from the gleam of gold coins. I’m joking of course. I actually have zero interest in supermodels and gold. Almost zero.


 


I have so little interest in gold in fact, that I have no idea how many copies my book has actually sold. At least, on Amazon I have no idea. On Smashwords I do, because Smashwords is much more transparent. And on Smashwords, it’s sold very close to no copies at all. Almost, in fact, zero.


 


I’m hoping, however, that this is because most people who read this blog don’t really know what Smashwords is yet. This is something I hope to help remedy in the coming weeks. In the meantime, I’m imagining, and again hoping, that most people will be buying the book from Amazon.


 


Oh, Amazon.


 


Amazon, Amazon, Amazon.


 


And at the moment, I’ve no idea how to find out from Amazon how many books I’ve sold, because as yet, I’ve deliberately refrained from informing myself. For the moment at least, I’ve got more important things to do.


 


For the moment I’ve got to concentrate on finding readers. In a way it’s a shame I chose to create original characters rather than churn out cheap copies of already existing if very poorly realised characters from some previously written bestselling garbage, because then I’d have a captive audience ready to … oh God, I’m sorry. For a moment there I fell back into resentful old ways.


 


I’ve just been reading about Snowqueens Icedragon, which was the name Erika Leonard used when she first started out, before she switched to EL James, and I’ve started getting all resentful again.


 


I really have to watch that.


 


It’s not good for me.


 


Resentment of others is the first manacle that must be cast off in the quest for freedom. So says Tom Hodgkinson in How To Be Free, the book I’m currently reading and thus far one of the most audacious, exciting, inspiring books I have ever read. We’ll talk about it in more detail when I’ve finished it. 


 


Which will be soon.


 


In the meantime, if it helps you fall in love, a song…


 



 


 


Until tomorrow.


 


Shalom. 


 

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Published on March 04, 2013 07:57
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