I have had the books for three days and have almost sold the first 50 copies. Who says poetry doesn’t sell? Mind you, I did target folk who have read our stuff before. Some even thanked me for approaching them! This is so much easier than trying to shift novels. Thanks for all the advertising. Sorry I can’t send any to the States. It would cost more to post than they were worth and I’m not ebooking them. Now to concentrate on the pantomime!
I now have 50 copies of our anthology, “Reflections, Then and Now” to start distributing. A few will come to the jazz with us tonight. Then I’ll have to get some envelopes for the ones ordered that need posting. I actually sold the first copy in the printers’ while I was collecting them. I showed it to another customer and he bought it on the spot!
“That’s the way to do it!” I never stop feeling excited when I publish a new book and maybe my enthusiasm is catching. The friend who did the cartoons hasn’t seen the finished product yet. She’ll be there tonight so I hope she likes it. I suppose I am a dreaded vanity publisher but the others haven’t contributed any money. They will have to pay for all but the first copy. I should make a small profit which will go to charity.
As long as I see it in print I’m happy, especially as all our other books are listed in the back. I have taken the advice to put contact details inside. I’ll put an example in my next post.
“Why did you threaten the job centre employee, Mr Sharp?”
“They didn’t have to call the cops. I didn’t hurt anyone!”
“I’m not a policewoman – I’m a Community Support Officer. I’m only here to help you. Do you feel calmer now?”
“Women! I’m surrounded by women. That stupid bitch insulted me.”
“Did she? How did she do that?”
“She told me that if I couldn’t find a driving job I could try being a cleaner ME, a cleaner! That’s women’s work.”
“Maybe she was thinking of cleaning jobs that needed muscle, like managing a team or cleaning vehicles or roads.”
“I’m not a bloody skivvy! I’m 55 years old and I don’t want to be told what to do by a bit of skirt like that.”
“I’m sure she didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, but your shouting frightened her.”
“Sorry, I’m just fed up. I can’t afford to set up my own taxi business or I’d do that. What else is a redundant coach driver to do?”
“Have you asked for a personal interview. or looked on line?”
“Can’t cope with the computer. They ask too many personal questions. If I ask for an interview I’ll only get another bloody woman, won’t I?”
“How about if I find out if there’s a male adviser for you? You won’t make any more threats to staff, will you?”
“Wish I didn’t have to come in here at all.”
“Don’t lose hope, Mr Sharp. Do you have references from your last employer?”
“Somewhere at home. My wife told me to make a CV but I don’t remember all my exams and things. It’s all right for her, she’s got a job. She’s a hairdresser.”
“Is she sympathetic?”
“She was at first but over time she’s stopped talking about it. She thinks I’ll never get another job.”
“Wait here, Mr Sharp. I’ll have a chat with the staff and see if we can’t prove her wrong.I’m sure we can reach a positive outcome.”
“Positive, smositive! Don’t be long. I need a drink!”
( From one of the two main characters in ‘Never Run Away.’)
People supporting Armed Forces Day, leaving the Steyne
Umbrella’s up – racing to get out of the rain
Their duty done, tombola tickets bought
And sympathy extended to the belly dancers
Gyrating in the breeze, smiling at the applause.
Now homeward bound along the prom
Coat collars up, hoods hiding hair.
A coach load of day trippers from Wales
Running from the windy pier – glad to be going home.
This is Worthing on a cold summer Saturday.
Even with the Artists’ trail to follow
It is not a place to stand and stare
Or look at a flapping gazebo of books.
Six local authors see their hopes
Swept away as folk speed past.
The weather beat us, as we shivered,
Our precious offerings ignored.
“I’ll come back” said one lady,
“I’m doing the trail – you’ll still be here?”
A young man stopped, demonstrating to his friends
He could appreciate words on a page
But gave an excuse, leaving without a book.
A huddle of students ran across the road, not looking back
We stayed, unnoticed, shivering in the wind
So sorry you missed us.
Reading about an author blog on twitter made me wonder if this should be an author blog or remain as a blog by an author. If it is to be an author blog it should contain links to my websites or the ability to purchase books but , at the moment, that is only possible through http://www.juliecround.com, which is linked to amazon.
Also, I guess I should be demonstrating my writing style, while I have only been posting poems. My problem is that I don’t seem able to connect with readers in the UK. I know a great many of them do not use the computer but I think, perhaps, I do not use keywords or Google as well as I could.
Until I get more skilled on the computer I’ll continue as I am, mixing musings with advice. Sorry there’s no photo but the country walk we had at Bramber yesterday was a delight. All on the flat and the dog was allowed in the pub afterwards for lunch. In fact he nearly pulled us through the door!
This is almost as difficult as research. I have a bunch of poems to make up an anthology and need to find a linking theme, a title and then sort them so there aren’t two poems on the same subject next to each other. Then I need to find the ones that need illustrations, a good font and decide how many pages we can afford.
I have already decided we can do without an ISBN and it can be stapled rather than glued. We easily sold and gave away 100 copies of the last book we did like this “Honey and Humbug” and I don’t anticipate having any trouble doing the same again.
All the poets included write verses that are easy to recite, although I do put in a few that do not rhyme and Joan, in particular, writes poems that contain humour as well as a perceptive insight into the past.
Being an editor as well as an author has its benefits as, at the moment, my creative juices have dried up. I’m back to selling one book a week if I’m lucky so I need this anthology to keep me positive.
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