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FATAL ERROR on Amazon |
I spend several hours creating and scheduling promotional tweets for the busy upcoming Black Friday and Cyber Monday sales that the Americans love. Since I have four books to promote and two twitter accounts to fill, that took a long time. I saved all the tweets I created because I intend to reuse them for next year’s post-U.S. Thanksgiving sales-arama.
I spent a few minutes re-watching my first-ever appearance
on YouTube MY THANKSGIVING and responding to comments about the video clip. My friends and fans
were generally complimentary about my rudimentary acting skills. My family? Not
so much. I keep checking the YouTube “views” counter. At 92 views by
mid-morning, I’ve come to concede that it’s not likely to go viral.
Every hour or so I check my Amazon sales ranking on all four
books and check for new reviews. Today, my sales rankings are all slightly
better than yesterday and there are no new reviews. Maybe this afternoon.
It’s past noon and I’m still in my pj’s for two legitimate
reasons. The first being I’m not feeling well and the second being I keep longingly
looking out the window at the freshly fallen snow thinking I want to go for a
cross-country ski before I shower and get dressed.
I have open on my computer, the press release I’m working
on. My daughter is on the other end of my cyberline using her PR expertise to
help me—between diaper changes, feedings, naps, and scoldings. I want to announce to the local media the
release of FATAL ERROR, my upcoming author presentation at the library, and my
scheduled presentation at the Alternate Education Centre.
Also open is my middle grade novel that my beta readers are
pestering me to get published. I spend
yesterday researching possible homes for RAINBOW, and now want to do one final
read-through/edit before preparing the submission.
I will have to do up several different pitches/cover
letters/ resumes/ etc. to go along with the manuscript to ensure I meet each
publishers’ differing submission guidelines. Only one publisher on my list of
possibilities accepts e-submissions. This means I will have to do a lot of
printing and packaging and spending-of-dollars-on-postage as well.
My Christmas cards are calling to me to get addressed so
this morning I confirmed that I have printer labels—wouldn’t want to have to go
back to hand-addressing them. I also need to draft up my annual Christmas
message to include in the cards. I will remember to mention I was gifted two
brand new granddaughters in 2012, released a new book, and am grieving the loss
two family matriarchs. I will likely cry when I write that letter, somewhat
like what is happening as I write this.
I will post this to my blog and then go for a ski. I need
the fresh air and excerise, and the solitude and peace of a snow-bound forest.
Eileen Schuh, Author
FATAL ERROR
Schrödinger's Cat
THE TRAZ
www.eileenschuh.com
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