It’s a good deal. $3 on Kindle and you can share it. 🙂
I’ve now heard officially that Martin of Gfenn is a finalist for the Chaucer Award from Chanticleer Book Reviews. The Chaucer Award is for works of historical fiction set before 1750. It’s a highly competitive contest and a big deal for my novel and for me. The prize is some money but, more important, reviews that are normally very expensive and difficult to arrange. It could be very good for my book. Book(s)?
The winners are announced at the Chanticleer Reviews Annual Conference in Bellingham, Washington the third week in April. They offer a discount on registration for those of us who might possibly win. I’d like to go, but I worked out the budget. It’s expensive and I can only stay two nights. 😦 That’s unfortunate because there’s a lot to see, stuff I like, like snow covered volcanic peaks, Puget Sound and Vancouver, BC where I’ve always wanted to go.
If I can file my taxes and get my refund ahead of time, then, maybe.
But there’s this thing with my hip.
Which brings me to what it’s like to be cool in your own little town with your cane, your stooped (as opposed to stupid which is not as visible) walk and so on and so forth vs. going out in public and maybe walking across a stage like a character from Hansel and Gretel and NOT one of the kids. I suppose I could leave a trail of breadcrumbs and throw them off, but… One is self-conscious. I am self-conscious. Yes, yes, I know it’s superficial and stupid. For that matter, the hero of Martin of Gfenn is a leper. I did think of dressing as a leper and kind of going with the whole crippled bit. That would solve a couple of problems. First, what to wear. Second, the whole stooped, limping walk…
And then there’s the fact that my upcoming hip surgery will entail a deductible. I haven’t yet learned the details of that, but my next phone call (this coming Monday) will be to the surgeon who, I imagine, will do the work, followed soon after by a long drive over a mountain pass for an appointment.
AND I’d rather go back to Switzerland than anywhere else and that’s not free. I also know that any journey I make to Switzerland in the next year or so is likely to be the last one of my life for both financial and physical reasons. I want it to be as good, long, and physically able as I can make it.
Life is so short. A lot like money. 🙂
So, for now, the journey to Bellingham, WA for the awards banquet (a place I would really like to visit) has been tabled. It might happen, but I don’t know yet. Still, I’m very, very happy my novel has been recognized in this way.
The hiking book has been a strange kind of challenge and “learning experience.” Couldn’t find a good cover. Ended up with a photo I hadn’t taken and on which I’d have to pay royalties if I sold the book. OK. I didn’t need to — or plan to — sell the book. That cover came out “OK” — exponentially better than any of the other covers Createspace had sent me, all of which had been affected by the Doppler Effect and shifted to red…
Then there were (are?) the innumerable internal flaws haunting me (and maybe you, if you read it). Finally, I came to grips with the reality that everything about the book, life, the places in which its set, the stories contained within it — all flawed. This book isn’t fiction; it’s real life. Flawed.
So I printed 15 and gave them away as presents.
A couple of days ago, in a journal from antediluvian times, I found the perfect photo. This afternoon I found Createspace had a template that was exactly what I wanted. I found a couple of errors that mattered.
OH well. Bottom line, it will be for sale on Amazon at a very low price in case you want to read it. Advance reports are that its good, tiny errors and all. 🙂
Yesterday I got an email from the woman who edited Savior and Martin of Gfenn. She’s a lovely person, and I like her very much. I even hope we meet someday. Her email suggested a small press I should contact, one that has published the work of another of my editor’s clients.
I got a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. OK, I know I’ve just barely gotten over the flu and I’m not yet 100%, even though I did take Dusty and Bear out to the fields yesterday, but it was still a strange reaction. I immediately went to their website and assessed it. By now I have an experienced — if somewhat jaundiced — eye. They have published a few novels. They are an offshoot of a literary journal. Their website is amateurish. There is nothing there to tell wouldbe writers how to submit work. None of these are red flags, necessarily, but it reminded me of the now bygone Bygone Era Books, RIP.
Rather than the feeling of hope I would have felt a year ago discovering a new possibility, I felt mildly nauseated by the thought of starting all that up again.
My editor asked if I were working on anything now and I am and am not. One project is busy work, in a way, though it might become something. The other is tabled until I have some idea who the protagonist is and why the story needs to be written at all. The thought of publishing has, meanwhile, pretty much stolen the joy from the whole thing and, as I learned from a tea bag a couple of days ago, “Joy is success.”
Cryptic little tea bag. It could mean that success brings joy; it could mean (as I read it) joy itself is success. Writing was never meant — for me — to be an obligation and what I’ve learned in the past year has taught me that fame might be a subjective term.
I’m famous now in a way I never imagined. I got a Christmas card and note from one of the two remaining aunts in my family — there were 7 girls, one of them was my mom. They were all very bright, beautiful and complex women, significantly different from each other — not too surprising as one was born around the turn of the century and the last was born in the mid 1920s. The note came from the youngest, Aunt Dickie. I’ve sent her my novels and she has loved them. In the note she told me that she and a group of “girls,” her reading group, are going to read The Brothers Path this winter and discuss it and she told me she is proud of me. “It’ll be a little money for you, anyway. Love you, Aunt Dickie.”
No publisher in the world can give me that.
I think the next thing I will write, and what I will do with it, remain to be discovered. Meanwhile, this morning the freezing fog (which I love) is tangled in the tops of the trees, encasing each tiny twig in white, and the tree tops disappear mysteriously into the clouds.
Umberto Eco said of himself, “I’m a writer, not a reader” and I would say that the same has been true of me for a long time. But a writer needs readers, so…
Along with virtual book tours, most of the experts I consulted at the beginning of this marketing journey recommended getting jiggy on Goodreads. Goodreads — a social media platform for readers — is simultaneously a cool thing and a desperately UN-cool thing. If you’re a reader you can learn a lot about books you might enjoy, interact with other readers and have discussions. In that sense, it’s brilliant.
When I learned that Goodreads is owned by Amazon, I became a little skeptical. However, it is really an amazing platform for selling books. Along with that are “challenges” about how many books one plans to read in a year. I cannot relate to that at all. Readers are actually motivated to “quantify” their reading? More ways to sell books and for Amazon to make money. Every book links to Amazon so the reader can buy it tout suite.
Goodreads encourages the participation of authors and makes it easy to set up an author page. They have real people to help you if you run into trouble, and the people are NICE. I LOVED the support available to authors. Goodreads support believes it is on a mission for good and behaves that way. ❤
Most of the experts whose advice I found recommended a Goodreads giveaway. I did this as part of my “book launch” this past fall and marketing push, as a way to get reviews and publicize my work. What have I gained so far? Not much…
I sent 20 books at $5 each (my cost) plus $3 each shipping = $260 not counting the “goodies” one is advised to include in these giveaways — bookmarks aren’t free; my time is worth something. From this investment I have gotten one verbal review (negative and uncomprehending – you don’t request, open and read a book that is obviously about the Protestant Reformation and expect NOT to read anything about God) and two ratings.
I also bought $100 in advertising and ran five ads. This did bring attention to my books, specifically to the give aways. But the biggest thing I got from that is that my novels do not have mass appeal.
Goodreads gives statistics about who has what books on their virtual shelves to read. I noticed recently that several hundred people now have my three novels on their “to read” list and ONE person is, at this moment, actually reading one of them.
Goodreads has as one of its goals the cataloging of every edition of book ever published, so on Goodreads are two of my books that were in print and in the marketplace for a very short time. A reader came squealing by some months ago and left one star ratings on each of these two books. For what reason? I ended up editing the description of each of these books to state that the books are unavailable… but the two one-star ratings brought my overall rank down substantially.
For me, this adventure was a bomb. But I think if you have a larger budget and can buy advertising it’s more likely to work. If you’ve written something that is on the public pulse you’ll have more luck as well.
Again, it seems to boil down to knowing yourself and knowing your audience.
IndieBRAG graciously invited me to write a post for their blog on my recent experiences with a virtual book tour for The Brothers Path. Overall, the experience was a mixed bag and quite (for me) expensive.
As I put together the post I came up with things I wish I had known and questions I think might help any author decide if a virtual book tour will help sell their book and will be worth the investment.
SO…if you think you might be about to self-publish your work and you want to sell it and you’re in a conundrum about how best to invest your (limited) funds to the best advantage, my little article might be helpful, at least give you something to think about.
Today I learned that The Brothers Path has been awarded a BRAG Medallion. I’m very happy and proud. This means all three of my works of historical fiction get to wear the BRAG Medallion.
I love my town for a million reasons and now one more ❤ When I wrote this press release, I had no idea it would see the light of day in my local paper, let alone be the top story with pictures in the middle of the paper.
Not writing the Daily Post has left me pursuing my “job” which is marketing novels. Probably for the good (for now).
Today I had good news. First, I noticed that Mastof Bookstore has sold two of the three books and I contacted them to see if they wanted more. I learned from that that one of the copies has been sold to a university library in Canada, the Milton Good Library of the Conrad Grebel College, a Mennonite college named for the early Anabaptist leader, Conrad Grebel, and the college is part of the University of Waterloo in Ontario, Canada.
I also have it arranged to sell my books in another brick and mortar store, Poor Richards Bookstore in Colorado Springs. Since making a phone call is one of the most difficult things for me (and I wasn’t, honestly, very cool) I feel I achieved something. Plus, Colorado Springs has a population.
I have three more stores to call — Taos, Salida and, if I get the guts up, an independent bookseller in Denver.
Lovely review by Lisl Zlitni of The Brothers Path. It’s unique in that Lisl has also read and reviewed Savior and is sensitive to the relationship between the two stories. Thank you, Lisl!
Today we set off on a new series and bit of a journey to sixteenth-century Zürich, by way of author Martha Kennedy and her magnificently-told tales. Her second novel, Savior, previously reviewed in these pages, brings us next to The Brothers Path and the six Schneebeli brothers, descendants of characters in its predecessor. Stay tuned for more from this wonderful author and what she has to say about it all.
The Brothers Path by Martha Kennedy
In The Brothers Path, set in 1520s Reformation Switzerland, author Martha Kennedy brings us to an era that often seems to get the short end of the stick in history classes. These are the days of Zwingli and Manz, when infant baptism was rejected, then, by Zwingli, supported. Barely concealing the selling out of his beliefs in exchange for the influential support of the Zürich council, Zwingli rose in prominence and power. Using corruption…
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