May 2026 blog post.
Looking back and looking ahead.
My last
blog post was in February, and reading through it, I seem to be quite
enthusiastic about my progress in the Indie world of books. But the reality,
unfortunately, has been a little different. Although my book, Shadow Over
Paris, was doing well, followed by the sequel, I started losing
inspiration. And then Amazon sent me an email asking if I would like them to
promote my book, free of charge, for the month of April. They’d done this for
me in December, same book too, so I wondered what is was about my book that
‘clicked’ with Amazon.
Quite by chance, I received an email
addressed to me but wanting to discuss my book and maybe do some publicity
stuff. I returned the email with the words: ‘Not my book’. But the woman wrote
back, and from there we exchanged about twenty emails, and in that time, I used
AI to check up on the authenticity of this person because I was convinced it
was a scam. I looked at other sources as well and now find myself enjoying a
small uptick in my sales. She opened my eyes to the mechanics of using the
correct keywords etc, changed my blurb, told me to use a recent photo, and then
we dived into the dreaded world of Goodreads. Wow, that took some doing, but we
finally managed it, and now we will be looking at a Goodreads giveaway, followed
by (maybe) a 30-minute Zoom call to see where we go from there. Am I excited?
No, not yet, but it’s time for me to up my game and see just how I can reach
higher and enjoy some real validation in the world of Indie books.
On a sad note, I had to say goodbye to my ten-year-old Cockapoo, Tuppence. She developed a terminal illness that couldn’t be controlled despite the medication and change of diet. She has been my constant companion since I lost my lovely Pat over five years ago; she has been the centre of my universe, and the reason I couldn’t make any decisions without considering her welfare first. Now she’s gone, and I find myself living in an empty house. I’m going to put a little memorial to her in a pot beneath the bird feeder. That was her favourite place in the garden, and I would often see her sitting there, wagging her tail, waiting for the birds to drop something.
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