My recent sceptical post (scroll back two posts) about the use of social media in selling and promoting your fiction has drawn quite a lot of attention. Some people thought I rather had my head in the sand; others applauded my desire to keep the fun in these processes, reflecting my determination that writing has to be a joy in itself and anything that takes away from this joy is a negative for a creative writer.
I will take my orphans and dress them in new clothes. My version of this is to revise them again, re-jacket and re-issue them. Make them into sharp children.
I am now working on my novel Cruelty Games. Here is the new cover (much better now designed with the Createspace Cover Creator) and
I am halfway through the re-edit and revision of the text. Four more to go...
I will keep an eye on the Amazon Rankings, to which I have never before attended, as it seemed an impossible dream to be up there. But now, when I apply these processes to each book this will check out whether my actions have had any impact on the rankings.
I will try to let people know about my progress using my social media, although I will feel impelled to avoid the in-your-face sell that put me off in the first place - that is before I heard Richard Foreman’s wise words.
Of course all this might come to nothing in terms of getting my orphans out there into the world and giving them a good chance in life. But at least I won’t be sitting there on the sidelines wringing my hands and saying if only I could give my babes a real chance in the world.
After Cruelty Games I will work on A Woman Scorned, then Where Hope Lives then Lizza, then a fresh one called The Real Life of Studs McGuire. It's not at all like writing. It's a bit more like embroidery. It fills in the dark nights of winter and you end up with something beautiful. And your orphans are well clad,