The Possibly Annual Barely Broken Books Summer Sale

(Update June 29: All the books are now gone.)

One of the fun things about independent publishing is occasionally receiving packages of books in the mail. I mean, books that one has "published", or just ordered proof copies. Most of the time, I can only really use one copy of a book to adorn my shelf and show off to my dog. But in the first excitement of publishing, I sometimes order two or more copies of a thing, and then later I can't figure out why I did that, because I never really know where to give away the extras. So they sit. And sit.

On other occasions, I'll order a book, and then ten minutes after receiving it, I'll discover that it has a typo in it. And because I can't live with books that have typos in them, I wind up fixing the typo, re-issuing the book in a new revision, and then ordering another copy for my shelf. I've done that as many as nine times with one book. (I won't even bother telling you what it is because nobody but me has ever read it, so you're unlikely to have a valuable copy of it lying around your bathroom.)

So. After a while, my stack of books with little imperfections builds up and starts to overflow the corral I have allocated to the wee beasties. Often, the problems with these books aren't really huge, gross things like squished eels flopping out near page forty, or accidentally using the word "aardvark" when I meant "platypus". They're usually small problems, like an extra word, a mis-spelling; and I usually know where the errors are because I have marked up the locations in the imperfect copies, or I've kept old PDFs of the previous editions so I can go back to compare them (if I'm really bored and it's raining like heck in Santa Banana).

Of what possible interest could this all be for readers? Well, I'll tell you. This excess of paper on my shelf sometimes results in me paying you to take them off my hands, in the form of free postage to just about any location within North America, except Florida and parts of Texas. That is... I have a stack of perfectly new books that may have an error or two in them. And I will send them to people over the age of twenty-one (or so) who need or want them—hopefully for the purpose of reading them, but they are paper after all and could be used to start fires or decorate out-houses.

Here is the spectacular list of titles currently available in my collection of mildly marred books:











If you want one, send a private message shout-out or e-mail the Rodent at SROP. And if you opt for getting one of a series and you're really interested, I can also offer to send e-books of previous books in the series.

P.S. I suppose it's superfluous to mention that in addition to typically being one of a kind items, each of these little puppies will be autographed before shipment and penned-up to contain what you might call "author's corrections" in red ink, so someday they might conceivably be "collectible". But if they're not gone in a month, they'll probably be recycled.