Now what have I done wrong? Although someone must have seen my last blog my reader list says it was updated five days ago so I can’t see what everyone else sees. I have tried to re-follow myself to see if that works.
I posted the books to the Deposit Library and have sent a couple off for reviews. Now to try to update Goodreads and Amazon.
I had fun designing the invitation but I won’t put it on here as my laptop seems to stop working every time I post a photo.
I’ve had five orders already. That’s the ticket!
I’m getting nagged to try facebook or whatsapp. So far I have resisted but there is so little connection on wordpress with folk from the UK that I am tempted.
I guess it’s because I haven’t a book on the go. I should get my copies from the printer on Friday and then it will be time for a marketing burst.
I’m designing invitations when I’m not messing about on ancestry. I found a relative with six siblings, all passed away, but maybe they have progeny. Is it worth looking? I don’t expect so. I’ll put my usual image on until I get a few more on my new phone.
OK, so you don’t like pictures without the text! I feel this blog is becoming a waste of time as I still have to edit the proofed version of my next book and telling the world about my other ventures should come well down the list. I really continued with it to give the visitors to my website http://www.juliecround.co.uk something fresh to read, keeping them up to date with my writing progress and trying to be more than a name on a cover. Also, it serves as an outlet when I have a poem to post. Maybe I’ll go quiet for a while until I have another verse as that is the only thing that gets me more than one or two readers.
All new copies of ‘Lane’s End’ have now been sold, which is a pity as the next book is the fourth in the series. However, as each book can stand alone the story will make perfect sense on its own or if the reader has read ‘Un-Stable Lane’ and ‘The Third Lane.’
None of the ‘Lane’ books are on kindle but Amazon do have them as used copies.
I know some folk have hundreds of followers but I have just reached ninety nine. You are still mainly abroad but I’ve got used to that. If I don’t follow you it is probably because I am trying to reduce the time I spend on line in order to finish my novel. It is fascinating to see which blogs attract the most readers. If I could put a poem on every week that would seem to be the most popular.
There are so many activities going on this summer, book launches, the Southern Book Show and an event the Sea Scribes are planning to bring together music and words.
Add to that the fact that my next novel is almost all on computer( in draft form) and I have been scrolling through images to find a cover picture, life is getting hectic.
My other task is to advertise the Worthing Friendship Centre, a social group for over 50’s and there are so many outlets on line , now, that we have to use to complement the local newspaper. I don’t know how many pensioners use the computer but if money is anything to go by, they’ll be left behind if they don’t! We are looked at in amazement when we try to pay in cash in loads of places and I’ve even heard of a local bar that won’t take cash!
Thanks, Pete and Ajay. That was very helpful. I got confused because my son,Martin (Sticky) Round is a journalist and is often on line and I thought he was reading my blog! No such luck – the family don’t follow me at all. ( They are on facebook)
Now I need some help choosing what to write about as the advice on twitter is to stick to one subject so telling folk about the events I have attended and the things that irritate me should not be mixed in with the books and poems I have written.
My website http://www.juliecround.co.uk covers most of my background so I try to keep the blog up to date with happenings but I am finding my readers probably prefer it when I put poems on. If that will get me followers I’ll try to write one a week but it won’t be easy to illustrate them all.
Now I have finished the radio play course I need one on presentations!
How is it that I suddenly get ‘featured’ on my blog and an orange note that ‘sticky’ has seen it? At least, I guess that is what it means. I’m really happy if I am getting discovered but sorry not to have anything brilliant to impart. I can give you another verse, however, not mine, this time, but also from our new poetry anthology, “Reflections, Then and Now.”
It isn’t there, you cannot see or feel or touch this mystery
This presence is not noticed. It passes you unseen.
Only when it’s passed one by does one know that it has been.
When it seems to travel slowly we wish it would speed up
When seemingly it travels fast then we wish that it would last.
Only when it’s gone away does one wish that it would stay.
Where, I wonder, is it bound, slipping by without a sound?
It comes up from the future and drops into the past
Moving swift with certainty- it travels to eternity.
Something which is constant, defying understanding
Which is quite unbending and seems never ending
Providing freedom from illusion in a world filled with confusion.
Thanks,India, France and the USA. Without you I would have almost no readers. I am having to force myself to write anything these days.
I have started a file of poems, old and new, and hopefully will attempt to write a new one for every special occasion. My Christmas one has already been published in a Sea Scribes anthology so I’ll have to try a new one. I did get an idea for an Easter one but it floated away from my memory before I had time to write it down. I don’t keep a notebook by the bed as we are advised to do – or take one out with me when I go shopping!
Then there’s Valentine’s Day, Midsummer day ( I’ve done Halloween) Guy Fawkes Day and, of course, the opportunity to do another pantomime. I do have thoughts about that but I’ll wait to see how the 2017 one is received before I start writing it. Folk might say they don’t want me to do another one.
I did once say I would not write my blog if I had nothing to impart so I may give it a rest until inspiration strikes! I’ll just try to find a picture for you. Julie.