I once had a friend who wrote wonderful historical romances back in the day when they were 150,000 to 200,000 words long and often earned the nickname “bodice rippers.” She also was a high school English teacher.
When one of her books came out, she stood up at a big conference of English teachers and held it up and told everybody to go buy one. Or, buy three, duct-tape them together and use them as doorstops. “Don’t tell me you don’t read romance. I didn’t tell you to read it. I told you to BUY it.”
My husband’s friend once told me, “Let me know when your book comes out so I can buy three or four.”
I was startled. Three or four?
He shrugged. “I buy Girl Scout Cookies, all sorts of stuff at work that I am not going to eat, so why not buy a few of your books?”
I will admit for a split-second I was offended that he equated me with a charity. A split-second, and then I got over it. Believe me, I let him know when every book was available after that.
I do buy books I will never read for similar reasons.
Oh, guess what!
I have a new ebook out today! A reprint of my Bantam Loveswept Romance, Some Enchanted Season.
Unfortunately it won’t make a good door stop.
But don’t let that stop you!
It’s available for any ereader, any device, DRM-free, at Book View Cafe.
It’s only $2.99.
I am not going to be so crass as to tell you to buy my book even though you don’t intend to read it.
But if you want to, I won’t stop you.
::Exit pooks, whistling innocently.::
[BVC claims no responsibility for the crass self-promotion exhibited in this entry, and ponders the idea of withdrawing Pooks‘ key to the building, if this is the kind of thing she is going to sneak in and post when they are all off being all authorly and stuff.]