Welp, I’m late again. I do that. It’s one of my things… Okay, was with the GF and let this lapse. #GoodLife
And the results are in, and The Ways In moved a total of (drumroll)… 99
copies.
Wait, what? Not even a hundred? When I hoped for at least 300? Insert
King George III from Hamilton gif here (you know which one). And what has this
netted me review wise? One 5-star rating. Better than nothing, but, well, cue
disappointed author face, and insert that gif again.
Oh, yes, evidence:
And, um, well… yeah. High hopes dashed. The perks of being independent and self-published with minimal advertising spend. Also, nails bit on dwindling hope of something I can use to boost sales of book next time I give it away. The perks of potential reader going, “Five stars? For what?” Also, worthless feelings. The perks of anxiety, the low side of my bipolar.
How much of my book has been read? I don’t know. The reports only show
690 pages read on Kindle Unlimited and whatever KOLL is. That could be a total
of two readers out of 99 for all I know. The perks of free books going straight
into the To Be Read pile. When? Maybe until those people learn that Dante’s
hell is frozen over. #Shrug.
I really don’t know how I feel about it. Empty? Definitely hollow.
There’s a lot of me in that thing, and readership means the world to me.
Hateful? I hope not. Okay, I’m dismayed by the poor showing, and I’m certainly
taking the shine off the 5-star rating and whoever was kind enough to give it
to me. Sour grapes? Yeah, I’ll take it.
Oh well, here’s to another three months in the wilderness, and I’ll go
free again, this time with a virtual book tour so I have more exposure, and see
if that cast net, well, nets any fish. Yep, this isn’t the end. Hope lives on,
and maybe I’ll have nails with a handful of reviews to put at the front to get
more readers the third time I go free.
That coaxes me out of the doldrums. And that’s really all I have to say
today. All the best, and have a good one!
T. M.
