I still don’t want to write about the writing, but there is something I need to get out, because I don’t know what the right answer is. And yes, I know this is basically screaming into the void, as nobody really knows this blog exists except me. (I’d say my parents, because they maintained a presence on the web, but they’re ghosts now.)
On social media, since the beginning of the month, I’ve been pushing the new book, and while it feels like I’ve been making small steps (sales are in the double digits, and three times as many as the entire Century series, and as of this writing, there are already two (2) five-star reviews) but it feels like if I keep going on in this vein, small steps is all I’ll ever make.
To that end, I think I need to build a street team. Small steps, but in multiple directions, right? Right. I was on the street team for Black Label Society way back in the way back, and all I really got was some stickers. One or two for myself, and the rest to plaster all around, which I did. (Maybe, maybe I kept more than one for myself.) I think maybe I could do the same kind of thing, except maybe with bookmarks? Book cover bullshit on one side, web address and maybe a QR code on the other? Send a really nice one for the street team member, and a stack of ones I won’t feel bad about giving away en masse for distribution? That’s the only real idea I have right now.
I’m open to suggestions, obviously, even if I’m really of the opinion that nobody is seeing this, lol.
Anyway, that’s where I’m at, here at the end of the year. I’m grateful for the things which went right, and I’m not bitter anymore about most of the things which went sideways, and I guess that’s as good as it’s going to get, since the PCH Prize Patrol isn’t on their way to my house today, hehHA.
In the words of Jerry Springer, ’til next time. Take care of yourselves, and each other. -TB