I guess you’ve been informed last orders have been called for Lily Poole. Not the book but the chance to pledge and get your name listed as a supporter of the book. Usually, when I hear the shout of last orders I run up to the bar and buy six pints, leave five on the bar and stagger up the road. This is your last chance to behave sensibly or disgracefully, depending on what leg you’re not standing on.
Last orders also allows the author (aye, me) to wax lyrical. Writing the book has been the easy part. I think of it in the past tense now as something I’ve done. It may take a village to raise a child and a book is no less a collective effort. I’m grateful for all the input I’ve received from other writers. And I can tell you after reading through the proofs, which took me about five hours, the text fairly gallops along. I had to shout ‘Whoa’ a few times and douse my head with cold water. But no man or woman really sees what it written, I’ll leave that up to you.
No story is complete without tales of misery and woe. From my first blog post, almost two years ago: ‘What would Jesus have tweeted?’ Flight, flap, flop, downward plunge and extinction are how the selling of the book went. What kept Lily Poole afloat - people like you. I hate happy endings, but I guess I’ll just have to grit my teeth and thank you.
But it doesn’t end there. When you read the book I’d ask you to submit a review on Amazon (http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/help/customer/display.html?nodeId=200267590). Fat chance you might be saying to yourself, the books rubbish. Well, even rubbish reviews boost sales.
You can do the same on Goodreads. (https://www.goodreads.com/help/show/230-how-do-i-write-a-review-of-a-book)
You see in the double helix of writing and selling, I’m still staggering on and selling. The rest is up to you.
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