I’m feeling overexposed, so no links on FaceBook today promoting my soon-to-be-released, “I, JEQUON” serialized epic.
And lets be honest about something: unless you’re a big name author already (I’m not *yet*), whatever “promotion” your “friends” do for you on Facebook…it ain’t going to pay the bills.
And that’s not what friends are for, anyway! If you’re a friend of mine, and you actually ENJOY the kind of stories I write, then just say the word, and I will *happily* “gift” you a copy of “I, JEQUON” as soon as it drops–no obligation of any kind, stated or implied… Because you’re my FRIENDS, not my customers. Worst case? (If I actually had the full roster of “Dunbar’s Number” of friends –I don’t) I’d spend $450 sending out free copies of my story… $450 dollars to make 150 people happy = worth it… And who gives a flying fuck whether or not they reviewed it, or told anyone else about it. That’s not the point when it comes to friends. I don’t write books so my friends will spend their money on my writing.
I write books because I enjoy telling stories, number one.
Number two, yeah, I’d love to make a living writing books…but the only way to do that is to sell a ton of books to **STRANGERS.** You know, those people who, if you had a car or a house for sale, would mostly likely end up buying it. Friends *borrow* your car when they need to. Friends stay the night free. And friends read your books for free. As they should.
So to all you authors out there who’ve ever expressed bitterness that your friends sought out a free giveaway of your book, and then didn’t even bother to review it…or whined about how your friends don’t even read your books in the first place… REJOICE! They’re your *real friends.* And unless they’re fake as fuck, you’ll NEVER have enough *true friends* to make a dent in your mortgage. Sorry. That’s a fact. So quit whining, and remember why you started writing in the first place.