I'm pulling together a short blurb for the back of the book and the listing with Smashwords, along with a tag to go on the front cover. Here's what I have --
For the front cover:
He's taking the journey of a lifetime to meet a hero who may not exist.
The blurb:
David Martin was invited to meet with the king, but he couldn't believe it. He was just a boy of twelve summers and this was a man he'd revered his entire life. The honor was great and his excitement was boundless. However, during the six-day journey to the castle David learned not everyone thought so well of the king, and he began to wonder if the man was truly the hero he'd imagined...or if he'd always been nothing but a legend.
I think it gets the story, but is it exciting enough to make people want to buy and read the book? That's my biggest failing -- putting the salesmanship into my sales tools. I totally screwed up The Lyons' Den's blurb by making it a cute rhyme instead of truly denoting the chaos in the story. And with Bobby Carapisi, I was WAY too subtle in what the book's about. I'll change that with the newest new edition.
Amazon's taken down all but 3 of the Nazca Plains titles. I've written them and they seem open to removing those. None of the Kindles are up, now, except BC-Complete...and that's really self-published, now. It's a weird feeling, being out of print, but it was needed.
Got nothing done on anything else. I'm running out of steam earlier and earlier. I say it's age more than attitude...at least, I'd like to think so.
I'm still dancing around one aspect of the Vanishing of Owen Taylor that I know needs to be in the story...but I just can't deal with it, right now. I'll need to grind through that book a few times to make it work as a stand-alone piece; it's still too tied into the RIHC6 books...which are important but can't be allowed to confuse someone who hasn't read (or won't read) them. That'll be a balancing act.
I'm currently in Columbia, SC in the world's noisiest fucking La Quinta. The people across the hall have 4 children who do not know how to close a door except to let it slam, or take a key with them to let them back in so tap-tap-tap on the door, non-stop, until someone opens it for them. Asking them to lower the volume did no good. I may have to change rooms.
Well...pay cheap and you get cheap crap...
For the front cover:
He's taking the journey of a lifetime to meet a hero who may not exist.
The blurb:
David Martin was invited to meet with the king, but he couldn't believe it. He was just a boy of twelve summers and this was a man he'd revered his entire life. The honor was great and his excitement was boundless. However, during the six-day journey to the castle David learned not everyone thought so well of the king, and he began to wonder if the man was truly the hero he'd imagined...or if he'd always been nothing but a legend.
I think it gets the story, but is it exciting enough to make people want to buy and read the book? That's my biggest failing -- putting the salesmanship into my sales tools. I totally screwed up The Lyons' Den's blurb by making it a cute rhyme instead of truly denoting the chaos in the story. And with Bobby Carapisi, I was WAY too subtle in what the book's about. I'll change that with the newest new edition.
Amazon's taken down all but 3 of the Nazca Plains titles. I've written them and they seem open to removing those. None of the Kindles are up, now, except BC-Complete...and that's really self-published, now. It's a weird feeling, being out of print, but it was needed.
Got nothing done on anything else. I'm running out of steam earlier and earlier. I say it's age more than attitude...at least, I'd like to think so.
I'm still dancing around one aspect of the Vanishing of Owen Taylor that I know needs to be in the story...but I just can't deal with it, right now. I'll need to grind through that book a few times to make it work as a stand-alone piece; it's still too tied into the RIHC6 books...which are important but can't be allowed to confuse someone who hasn't read (or won't read) them. That'll be a balancing act.
I'm currently in Columbia, SC in the world's noisiest fucking La Quinta. The people across the hall have 4 children who do not know how to close a door except to let it slam, or take a key with them to let them back in so tap-tap-tap on the door, non-stop, until someone opens it for them. Asking them to lower the volume did no good. I may have to change rooms.
Well...pay cheap and you get cheap crap...
2 comments:
I'm intrigued by "the blurb". Sometimes I feel your to hard on yourself.
What brings you to the La Quinta in SC?
Thanks, Mac.
I'm picking up some things for a client and driving them back to Buffalo to be combined with another shipment. Fragile stuff...meaning a LOOOOONG drive home.
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