Child of the Flames
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Today I’ve got a pair of little gems at which you can all snicker. Without too much introduction, let’s get right into it. First up is a confused spammer who can’t decide whether he’s looking to buy some boner pills, or sell some boner pills. Also, he seems confused on the appropriate place for this activity.
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*edited to remove hyperlinks
I think what our friends needs is a little advertising consultation. Let’s rewrite his ad and help him out.
“Tired of your member flopping around like a bag of water in a sock?
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When the Romans sacked enemy cities, they didn’t bring a flaccid hose to bust down the gates.
NO! THEY BROUGHT A BATTERING RAM!
And now you can, too.
So get your Cialis overseas today, because fuck you.
I think that works a bit better. Next, we’ve got something kind of weird. Has anyone ever heard of “superworms”? I hadn’t. Apparently they’re the larval stage of some sort of beetle, and people feed them to their pets. I got this random comment and was curious enough to watch the video.
“The best is How to Breed Superworms: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lLNH92q0YWg“
Amazon has selected The Knife in the Dark for their Kindle Monthly Deal in June in the UK store. It will be discounted to £0.99 through the first of July. Most of you probably have it already, but if not, it’s a good time to pull the trigger. One could get the first two books–Child of the Flames and The Knife in the Dark–for £0.99 apiece.
If you’ve got friends who might be interested, feel free to do a man a solid and share this post with them. Sales are always a good time to start reading something new. It will be a good lead-up to the release of The City Under the Mountain at the end of the summer.
So go ahead. Bring your friends to the Dark Side.
In the world of indie publishing, there is a metric ton of advice out there for authors on everything from crafting a professional manuscript to “gaming” the algorithms of Amazon, Facebook, Twitter, Goodreads, and on into the sunset. Much of it is good. That’s the great thing about indie authors–they tend to offer a hand down to those climbing the proverbial ladder once they’ve seen a measure of their own success. Check out the nonfiction section of Amazon and you’ll probably see a lot of titles about marketing ebooks, or how to leverage this site or that to push your titles to the next level. It can be very confusing, especially considering that there are lots of people out there who offer the “tried and true system to push YOUR books to the next level!”
I’ve read a lot of it. But me being me, I’ve never been able to keep a long list of tactical tricks in my brain for marketing purposes. Keeping up with the changes in Amazon’s business models, or the way that Facebook pushes your author page to people, has never been my strong suit. I’ve never been a PR wizard, or an SEO specialist. I’ve never worked at any internet firms or anything like that. I’ve been a mechanic, a musician, an artist, a soldier, a writer–but never anything PR-related. I abhor social media on general principle, and don’t spend enough time on any website to get a deep understanding of the way they work. Maybe I’m kind of a dinosaur.
I can barely manage my website. Yes, it’s that bad.
When I first published back in 2011, I adopted every trick I could find. I was new to the scene, and had no idea what I was doing. I got easily bogged down in minutiae, and taken in by the advice of this writer, or that. Some good, mostly bad. My first book (with no comments on the horrible quality) did alright, but fell eventually into the mists of internet obscurity.
When I decided to revamp my writing career, I didn’t count on having any great amount of success. I decided that instead of listening to the endless parade of advice from authors who were offering it, I would instead adopt a few simple principles, and take a page from the books of some of the great generals in history–Strategy is by far more important than tactics. A tactic is a short-term thing designed to get you through the moment. A strategy is a plan of action for the long haul, and I made mine simple.
Concentrate on writing good books, get good-looking covers, and worry about the bullshit later.
I thought about the way that I look for a new book when I want something to read. I don’t listen to Facebook or Amazon, don’t click on ads, don’t participate in giveaways or contests (though I know some people do). What I do is probably what most of you do–I ask my friends. I read descriptions, I read reviews from other readers. I figured that for my own work, the best thing to do would be to try and write a good book. If it was good enough, people would want to read it and recommend it. It’s true that this is a more slow-burn type of strategy than landing an ad somewhere, and it might not net me a million downloads in a few days, but the people who did discover it would probably enjoy it more than if it had been shoved in their face by a pop-up on some random website.
I decided that I didn’t need to be the next George R.R. Martin, I just needed to write something that a few people really enjoyed. I wanted to be accessible as much as possible, and treat people like people instead of assets to push a product, or ticks on some line graph. What I wanted was a small group of fans with whom I can talk, joke around, and have a good rapport. I just don’t have it in me to be anything but generally irreverent, snarky, and completely unprofessional. I’m just a guy with tattoos. I could never be some untouchable, suit-draped elitist who looks down on others as a waste of his time. It’s just not me, and never could be me. When I think of authors doing book signing events, or live book readings, etc, what I would much rather do is just go out to a pub and have a beer with people.
I never counted on having much exposure, or a legion of fans. I figured a few people would like what I was doing, but it was probably going to be a niche crowd from the get-go. Since I changed my business model, so to speak, I’ve not purchased any ads, done any podcasts, promoted posts on Facebook, or joined Twitter hashtags. The closest thing I’ve done is Fantasy Writer of the Day on Reddit, but that’s totally free on my part, a niche crowd in itself, and it’s an AMA-style interaction between me and subscribers to the subreddit rather than an ad campaign. Which, by the way, I will be doing again on July 24th. Look for me there on that day if you want to ask questions, or just hang out and bullshit with me.
Somehow, along the way, the books have picked up some steam on their own. I say it’s down to you guys–the readers. You’ve read, recommended, shared, or whatever it is that you’ve done, and slowly but surely something pretty awesome has happened.
When I logged in to check my numbers this morning, I saw this. I was floored. There’s a lot of jostling that happens in the Amazon bestseller rankings, and they change from one minute to the next. One thing I’ve noticed, though, is that all three of my books have slowly clawed their way into the top ten. For the last six months or so, Child of the Flames and The Knife in the Dark have stuck there consistently, and since The Old Man of the Temple‘s release, it’s been right there beside them, and featured in Amazon’s “Hot New Releases.”
So thanks. Thanks to all of you who have shared, recommended, talked about them with your friends, or left me reviews. Thanks to those of you who haven’t, but have purchased and read them all the same. The past two years I’ve worked hard on them, especially this past year, and it’s wild to see them climbing to where they are now. I can’t even describe the feeling, and it’s all down to you guys. I should be studying for my finals next week right now, but I’m cracking a Guinness Nitro for all of you out there who are riding this train with me. All I did was write them. You guys did this, and I fucking love you for it.
Much Love and Respect to you all.
I see you guys out there. You’re all awesome. My gratitude is yours.
Guess I’d better get cracking on that next book. Much love and respect to you all.
The Old Man of the Temple is now available at Amazon. Head over there and get the next installment in the story for your Kindle today. Put your feet up, have a beer, and read something nice.
Don’t forget to leave the book an honest review, if you like it and you’re so inclined. Enjoy, and have a good one.
So, I get a lot of spam comments on this website. I mean pages and pages of the things. I dread logging into my site because I always have to delete 50 or 60 of them. I thought I’d make it fun and share one with you guys.
“Hurrah, that’s what I was exploring for, what a data!
present here at this website, thanks admin of this website.”
What a data!
Gotta love that. I think I’ll keep doing this, ‘cuz I find it hilarious for some reason.
Don’t forget to get your copy of The Old Man of the Temple on April 22nd!
So, got the new mock-ups for the cover of book three, and it will be released April 22nd.
Yes, this time it’s real. The Old Man of the Temple will be out on April 22nd. For serious.
That’s all. I love you all with the fire of a thousand suns.
Hey all. Got some new maps. Figured you might want to see ’em. Enjoy.
It was a dark and stormy night–and a damn rare occasion in Arizona, because it was snowing. Nothing was laying, but it was wet and nasty, and it was coming down hard. Yours truly was driving through this mess, with a tired four year old and a truck full of presents.
Little did I know that earlier in the day, at some point, someone had backed into my truck and fled the scene like the cowards they are. Yes, backed into my truck on Christmas Eve and either didn’t notice it themselves–which is possible, admittedly–or scurried away, not wishing to deal with the insurance people.
So there I am, at around 10pm, snow coming down hard, having a lot of odd problems with my truck. First, the speedometer maxed out. This wasn’t the end of the world, you understand, but highly irritating. I pulled over at a truck stop, kid and presents and all, and yanked the instrument cluster fuse, reset the computer, and bam–speedometer fixed. Problem solved, another victory.
Or so I thought.
See–while I was messing around in my fusebox, I noticed something odd about my truck. It had a dent in the hood where there had been no dent before. I’m not one of those types that worries about every little scratch in my vehicle, so I was a little irritated, but it wasn’t the end of the world. I drive a long-bed 4×4 after all, and that’s not a truck that’s made to be pretty. What I should have done is investigate this further, but it was snowing, it was late, and I might have mentioned the four year old who was just as ready as I was to get home for the evening. I slammed the hood down, saw the speedometer working correctly again, and so I set off for home–an hour and a half drive back to Tucson.
What happened, you ask? Well, it turns out that my truck wouldn’t shift out of 3rd. This gets me kind of angry. I’m thinking “it’s got to be something electrical, the instrument cluster is messing up plus the tranny won’t shift out of third; maybe it’s the vehicle speed sensor” and damn near pulling my hair out at this point. I call my brother, who comes to pick me up, and start mucking around with my truck again in the shitty weather.
As it turns out, the front grill was just sitting in place. You could take the running lights and just push them right off of the front end to hang by the wires that hold them, and the grill itself was cracked all the way around. That hood dent took on a new meaning for me. So did the mechanical problems.
Son of a bitch.
At least at this point I knew what I had to do–claim it on my insurance. Someone at some point in the day had probably backed into me, and drove away. That’s how I spent my Christmas Eve to Christmas morning, and tomorrow will be a rental car and tow truck adventure, since the old trusty 4×4 is just sitting on the side of the highway right now. It really sucks. I hope they can fix my truck. I really like that truck. It’s simple, it’s dependable, and it’s got a nice stereo. Ah, well. Life goes on.
So that’s how I spent my Christmas Eve. I hope all of you had a better holiday than me. On the bright side, things could have been much worse. Still–when things go wrong for me, they pick the weirdest times to do so. Snowing in Arizona, Christmas Eve night, loaded with presents and a tuckered out four year old. What craziness lol.
Merry Christmas people. Merry effin’ Christmas.