I initially started this blog because >insert shameless self promotion here< I've written a book. Well, a few. I started a blog in high school when I was going through my I HATE THE WORLD AND EVERYONE IN IT phase, but never kept up with it.
And then, I started one in college when I was going through my HIPSTER/EMO phase, neither of which I ever really grew out of even now at 27 years young.
Anyway, I constantly read how authors need a platform and need to get the word out about their books and need to promote and need to basically make themselves as known as possible to readers and bloggers and so on, especially self published like myself, as we have no "team", no "publicists", and no real way to advertise unless we pay for it, literally. And if one is like me, you try to save every single dime you can for most things often taken advantage of like gas and food and clean clothes.
I've tossed out a few coins here and there for ads in the hopes that people would be oh so enamored with my 250 or less words crammed into a tiny box flashing in the corner of a random website that it would take off like wildfire. Ahhhhh, dreams, what ever would we do without those?
But the truth is, I've probably wasted more money on those ads that I could've used for... gas and food instead of just putting on the big girl pants and suggesting people just, well, read it if they want to. Because as far as ads go, the truth is, I don't know what's working and what isn't. I don't know if people are seeing ads, clicking and are enamored enough to buy from that alone, or if the 99 cent price for the book makes them curious enough to give it a chance.
I love writing. I love people reading my writing whether they love or hate it, and I'm most likely one of many who would gladly do this for free, and, well, I am. LOL. I just love people discussing and wondering and asking questions, because it's what I did and still do when reading a book. Authors are like out of this world to me. Complete untouchables. And for me, as I've always believed it was for those I've admired from afar since I was a child, aside from the written word alone and telling stories, one of the most important things in writing has always been getting someone to read something I've written and enjoy it. Or at the very least, like something prior to tossing it across the room.
Now, I'm not Oprah. I don't know if I can change someone's life, let alone the world with just a few words and fictional characters, but damn it, I'm going to try.
If anyone's interested in reading the first of my beginning series, Royal Chronicles of Denmark: Her Royal Seduction, it can be found here: Amazon, Barnes and Noble
Keep in mind, it's historical romance, so alot of SHALL'S and proper language were used in the writing of this novel. (I've also written a few more *mature* contemporary novelettes, but I'll save that for a later post.) And what's funny is that I never imagined penning historical fiction. The voice suddenly came to me as I was reading The Hunger Games and Graceling a few years ago, which means that my story initially began as YA fiction until I realized (probably too late) what was so wrong with it, aged the characters and changed the plot to make it work, finally. I think. I hope.
Hell, for all I know, it could still be a mess but I admit I enjoyed writing it and some other people who read it seemed to enjoy it as well and I hope that if someone reading this post/blog checks out the book, they'll enjoy it as well!
If you don't, don't tell me, my ego can't take it.
HA!
Kidding.
A little.
And then, I started one in college when I was going through my HIPSTER/EMO phase, neither of which I ever really grew out of even now at 27 years young.
Anyway, I constantly read how authors need a platform and need to get the word out about their books and need to promote and need to basically make themselves as known as possible to readers and bloggers and so on, especially self published like myself, as we have no "team", no "publicists", and no real way to advertise unless we pay for it, literally. And if one is like me, you try to save every single dime you can for most things often taken advantage of like gas and food and clean clothes.
I've tossed out a few coins here and there for ads in the hopes that people would be oh so enamored with my 250 or less words crammed into a tiny box flashing in the corner of a random website that it would take off like wildfire. Ahhhhh, dreams, what ever would we do without those?
But the truth is, I've probably wasted more money on those ads that I could've used for... gas and food instead of just putting on the big girl pants and suggesting people just, well, read it if they want to. Because as far as ads go, the truth is, I don't know what's working and what isn't. I don't know if people are seeing ads, clicking and are enamored enough to buy from that alone, or if the 99 cent price for the book makes them curious enough to give it a chance.
I love writing. I love people reading my writing whether they love or hate it, and I'm most likely one of many who would gladly do this for free, and, well, I am. LOL. I just love people discussing and wondering and asking questions, because it's what I did and still do when reading a book. Authors are like out of this world to me. Complete untouchables. And for me, as I've always believed it was for those I've admired from afar since I was a child, aside from the written word alone and telling stories, one of the most important things in writing has always been getting someone to read something I've written and enjoy it. Or at the very least, like something prior to tossing it across the room.
Now, I'm not Oprah. I don't know if I can change someone's life, let alone the world with just a few words and fictional characters, but damn it, I'm going to try.
If anyone's interested in reading the first of my beginning series, Royal Chronicles of Denmark: Her Royal Seduction, it can be found here: Amazon, Barnes and Noble
Keep in mind, it's historical romance, so alot of SHALL'S and proper language were used in the writing of this novel. (I've also written a few more *mature* contemporary novelettes, but I'll save that for a later post.) And what's funny is that I never imagined penning historical fiction. The voice suddenly came to me as I was reading The Hunger Games and Graceling a few years ago, which means that my story initially began as YA fiction until I realized (probably too late) what was so wrong with it, aged the characters and changed the plot to make it work, finally. I think. I hope.
Hell, for all I know, it could still be a mess but I admit I enjoyed writing it and some other people who read it seemed to enjoy it as well and I hope that if someone reading this post/blog checks out the book, they'll enjoy it as well!
If you don't, don't tell me, my ego can't take it.
HA!
Kidding.
A little.
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