Showing posts with label Kindle. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Kindle. Show all posts

Apr 18, 2016

The Gifts I Buy Myself

I buy myself presents all the time: they're called books.
Sometimes they're Kindle books, although I'm often irritated by the inflated cost of books by big-name authors. If mid-list authors' books can be produced for six dollars or less, why can't everyone's?
I know, supply and demand, but there isn't the cost in e-books that there is with print: no print cost, no warehousing, no shipping.
But I digress.
In addition to Kindle books, I also buy print books. Lots of them. No less than three, sometimes more, bookstores exist where the clerks smile when they see me coming. They know I'm buying.
Sometimes my purchases result in entertainment for few hours, and that's great. People gripe about "affording" books, but where else do you get eight hours of entertainment for under thirty bucks?
The best times are when my purchase results in absolute rapture. I got lucky last week with THE NIGHTINGALE on my Kindle, which was wonderful. On Thursday I picked up (at a nice young clerk at McLean and Eakin's suggestion) BE FRANK WITH ME.
Oh, the joy.
I can't tell you where it's going for sure yet, because I haven't finished. It concerns a young woman who's sent to smooth the way for a famous author so she can get a  book written. Smoothing the way involves dealing with Frank, a kid who's unique, hilarious, frustrating, and endearing. If you love unique characters cleverly presented, you will love Frank, and his mom's pretty interesting, too.
One of the blurbs mentions that the reader wants to
read the book again later, just to spend more time with Frank.
That's like double value for your money. How great is that?

Mar 7, 2016

Dredging Up Old Novels--for 99 Cents

Okay, it's not THAT old. I wrote Shakespeare's Blood back in...maybe 2005. It's a tad bloodier than my other books, but that's not my fault, it's the Bard's. Shakespeare's got lots of death and dying in his plays, and the bad guy in my book is a copycat.
The Kindle version is on sale this week for .99 on Amazon.
I recently modernized the book, since the technological changes in the last ten years are pretty extensive. I still like it, and during the edit I got excited about the sequel, which has been languishing in my computer for years.
You see, when an agent takes on a book, he or she will often tell the author to get busy on the sequel. For writing a first book, an author has a lifetime. For the rest, she gets a year if she's lucky, and fans are grumbling the whole time about how long it's taking. So while I waited for SB to sell to a publisher, I worked on another adventure for Mercedes Maxwell, this one related to Charles Dickens. (Can't help it. English lit is in my DNA.)
Shakespeare's Blood didn't sell nationally, the way the agency thought it would. They dropped me, and I moved on to what was selling, my Simon & Elizabeth historicals, the Dead Detective Mysteries, and the Loser Mysteries. But now I've finished those, so what's next? I like Mercedes, so it might be her turn.

The reason I looked at SB again is that an author with a similar book (NINE DAYS TO EVIL) asked if I'd like to co-promote for the 400th anniversary of the Bard's death. When I agree, she found two other books (PLAN X and MACDEATH) with the same theme, so we have a foursome. I've read all the books and enjoyed how each author weaves Shakespeare's work into a modern mystery.…/…/B00OQJG9NI…/…/B00D68H8PI…/…/B007PJ5PYU

So here's the premise of Shakespeare's Blood: an American tourist is plunged into danger when she finds an old book that might be related to Shakespeare's brother. The fact that he was on the trail of Spanish gold just makes the danger all that more real. Mercedes thinks she doesn't have anyone she can trust as the killer zeroes in on her. She might be right about that, but of course, we can all be wrong sometimes.
And the sequel to SB? It's going to take some time and a trip to Toronto, but I'll keep you informed.

Everybody Lies

    First, let me say I'm aware that I make things up for a living, so writing about lying is a little hypocritical. But I don't pre...