It's been a little over a week since I put Jack Manley up for sale, and it's consuming my life.
I
mean this in the most positive sense possible. I spend nearly every
waking moment excited about the prospects of being a self-published
author. I am constantly checking my sales reports, and thinking of ways
that I can get my book into more people's hands and brains. It's an
obsession, but in a way it's what I always wanted to be. For the first
time in years I feel as though my life is on the right track.
Since
I launched the book I have enrolled it in the Kindle Select Program.
This means that for about the next three months the e-book is exclusive
to Amazon's Kindle Store. In exchange for that, the book is available
for free to Kindle Prime subscribers. I also get five days on which I
can give away the book for free. I'm not looking to do this just yet,
but maybe in a month or so. I'm very interested to see how effective
the free promo is as a way of getting the book out there.
More importantly, I am preparing to launch Jack Manley and the Warlord of Infinity
in print. I'm using Createspace, which is Amazon's print-on-demand
service, and so far it seems very user friendly. The formatting is a
little tricky, but there are plenty of blogs and tutorials that show how
it's done. All I need to do now is prepare the cover (including the
back cover and the spine) and I will be good to go.
WHAT ELSE I'M DOING
To be honest, with all the work I've been doing above there hasn't been time for much else, but I have just finished reading Doctor Who and the Claws of Axos by Terrance Dicks.
You
may scoff, but for Doctor Who fans in the 1970s and 1980s, the Doctor
Who book range was important. Here in Australia the show was on
permanent repeat every week-night, but you never saw anything from
earlier than about 1975. In England I understand that repeats were very
few and far between. For most fans the books were the only way that
older stories could be experienced, and so the books are significant in a
way that novel spin-offs of other sci-fi shows just aren't.
I
bought some of these books out of nostalgia a year or so back, and
finally pulled one down from the shelf last week because I was looking
for something light to read. I chose a book by Terrance Dicks, because
he wrote probably about 90% of them. If I was going to sample the style
of these books, I might as well go to their most prolific author.
I
was instantly struck by how brutally efficient the prose is. Dicks has
to cram almost two hours of television into a 140 page book, and he
absolutely does not piss about. The descriptions are terse, and a lot
of things are said up-front in blatant disregard for the
"show-don't-tell" rule. Viewpoint skips from one character to another
within a single scene. A lot of things that various writers and
teachers have warned me against are in this book, and yet it works.
Dicks has to be as efficient as possible, to cram as much exposition and
plot as he can into the smallest number of words. I think he does it
rather well. It's an interesting example of form dictating style.
OTHER TIME-WASTING ACTIVITIES
What I'm Reading
Tarzan of the Apes by Edgar Rice Burroughs
English Grammar Essentials for Dummies
Marvel Comics circa 1964
What I'm Listening To
Powerslave by Iron Maiden
What I'm Playing
Hot Wheels: Beat That!
on the Nintendo Wii (yeah, I know I've been weeks on this one. My son
is obsessed with it, and playing with him is about the only video gaming
I do these days.)
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