I’ve been looking for publicity for my novel. Just like anyone who has published their own book. To get ideas, I began Googling other indie authors I know, to see where their names appeared. I was thinking that maybe I could do what they do, join the groups they join, be a part of their crowd.
Truth: I don’t fit in there. All I had to do was take a quick look at the websites and blogs. I’d definitely be the odd one out. They’re so slick and professional!
The other thing that struck me was, their blogs are so much wittier than mine. No wonder. They have more time to spend on them than I do. I basically write these between nappy changes and my laptop is covered in dried splatterings of baby milk. Ugh.
I’m still going to aim to sell 500 copies in a year, but honestly, I doubt it will happen. I’m simply not able to put the required hours into it, and it will be even less likely to happen when I go back to work in a couple of weeks. All I can do is tweet, blog and network as much as I can and hope for a miracle.