Day 44. 105 pages, 51,402 words.
We’ve done poetry, television, film, music, now it’s prose literature’s turn. Specifically, my prose literature.
I’m re-thinking the marketing for Drednanth. At least as far as advertising it through Indie Author News goes.
Don’t get me wrong, there’s nothing particularly wrong with them. They delivered exactly what they said they would, their price was pretty good, and they are still tirelessly (or, you know, robotically) plugging away on Twitter. I don’t know how many of the 1-2 retweets each of the IAN tweets gets is actually a legitimate retweet and going out to anyone actually paying attention, but I guess it can’t hurt. Maybe Goodreads and some other marketing page would be the way to go for the next book. Feel free to speak up with ideas, I know Mr. Bloom has suggested I look at The Book Promoter, it’s expensive but I may consider it. The Elite Book Promotions crowd also just followed Edpool on Twitter and their offering looks pretty decent.
It just occurs to me, now that I have them in my Facebook newsfeed and now I look at their webpage, IAN hosts an awful lot of modern romance and straight-up porno type books. I mean, look at all that stuff.
Maybe they’re cashing in on the Fifty Shades of Grey thing?
Heck, maybe I should make my new cover more like this:
You have no idea what I just did to my Google Image Search history in the process of making this cover. BRB, firing my cover artist (kidding).
I was pleased, earlier this week, to receive my first e-book royalty cheque in the mail. I haven’t been following my e-book sales but I know I am only getting a tiny droplet of a royalty for each one, so to get a nice little payment from them (let’s not go nuts, it’s still only a hundred bucks) means I must have shifted quite a lot of the little electronic buggers. Which is great!
And yes, Drednanth will with any luck be available for pre-order (e-book only, again) tomorrow or Sunday, for a few short weeks before going live.