Books sales and other stuff

It’s been ten months since I self-published my first book, Daughter, Disappeared, and six months since the second one, Glasdrum. After a few months I lost track of how many I was selling; it’s surprisingly hard to monitor because the dashboard sales reports are mostly on a rolling 30 day basis and each category of…

99p ebook promotion

I haven’t advertised my books for a while, kinda horrified at the amount of money I was spending. But sales stagnate when I stop – that’s business I guess. At least the monthly payments from Amazon are staying marginally ahead of advertising spend. So I’ve set up a few campaigns this morning, mostly for Glasdrum,…

Book reviews

I gave up many precious book-writing hours a week ago to submit my two published novels to various vetted book review sites. According to Author advice, this is what I should be doing. It was on my To Do list for a long time, and now it’s underway. But it’s left an unpleasant taste in my…

Indie Author To Do list

I started writing this at 5.30am, having spent the previous hour working through my ‘writer’s’ To Do list. It’s quite long – and writing another book isn’t even on it. One of the tasks is finishing a script for an Xpo North promo clip, which I’ve promised to do for a long time to thank them for the support they’ve…

Writing and weeding

I have started a new writing technique which is working well: instead of trying to sit at my laptop for hours and hours because ‘writing only’ days are rare, I am doing alternate timed hours of writing/something else. Yesterday the ‘something else’ was gardening because my recently acquired home is surrounded by mature, beautiful shrubs that…

Glasdrum country

I am having a fabulous visit home to Glasdrum country (Lochaber on the west coast of Scotland), the highlight of which is getting stocked in the new Highland Bookshop on Fort William High Street (http://www.highlandbookshop.com/). It’s so nice to see a new independent bookshop, and what a fabulous selection they have; I’m honoured to be…

The Adult Child

I’m the mother of an adult, and it feels weird. I’m sure I’m not old or responsible enough. My Daughter, Dearest is almost nineteen and has been at university for the last year, rarely coming home, and has been living independently all summer in a different city. She’s come to meet us on holiday for…