Wanna Buy a Book?

Selling books is an interesting thing. I've sold 18 in the last week, plus I checked at a store in a near by town and they'd sold 7 of the 8 they purchased from me.

That's wonderful. That's how I get to get another one published. You have to know your books will sell or they won't get published.

But that's not where my heart is. My heart is in writing.

Don't get me wrong, I want my books to sell, duh.

I have limited physical abilities, and I wish to spend most of them writing.

One thing I love about the sell, though, is people. I get to read out loud sometimes, and boy, I love that. I guess I'm a ham. I love to make people laugh (and cry;I admit it). It's a magical thing that happens between the reader and the listener. I've been on both sides, I love both sides.

During our whirlwind company coming last week, Husband took it upon himself to tie folks down and make 'em listen to me read from "Out on a Limb of the Family Tree".

They laughed. A lot.

Whew!

So, if you want me to come read to you I will. There are a few rules: I won't read to you if you are naked (like in the bathtub). I won't read if you are drunk (although singing for a drunk crowd one time brought me wild applause, whistles and a standing ovation), and I won't read if you won't pay attention.

Fair enough?

Then, if you like, you can read to me.

Giving Fair Warning

You must use extreme caution tomorrow morning, or you might catch me on your television.

Yes, once again, I am going to stun the airways for half an hour with my incredible beauty, unbelievable wit, and charm you with a knee slapping excerpt from my newest novel.

I can hardly wait.

But, of course, I'll have to 'cause I can't see myself and be myself at the same time.

Lucky for me (and all of you, of course) the show will rerun at 6:00 p.m. That way all of you can watch it again!

All kidding aside (if I am actually able to do that), I will be on the local channel, ETC Tv3 around 11:35 tomorrow morning. Cherie Martin and I will be chatting about who knows what, not I.

It usually sells a book or two, I have a good time, and when I watch the rerun it isn't near as painful as I expect. I figure I don't look too bad for an old woman.

So, tune in or tune out. 

The choice, dear reader, is up to you.

Sales are Like Fish - or is it Birds?

I've only sold a few books in the last few months, but suddenly I've sold twenty-six.

It seems like what one does several do, like naming your child Heather. It's weird, but I think we are all connected somehow.

Now, I know you are probably underwhelmed at either number, but for someone who hasn't published a book lately and who has no PR person or agent or much ability to get out there and push my books myself, that's pretty good.

I don't write to make a living ( thank goodness!), I write because I am compelled. It's a joy and a drive.

People who read my books tell me I'm bound to "hit the big time" any moment, because they think my books are really good, and I thank them.

However; you do have to be in the right place at the right time, and apparently I ain't been there.

Plus,  maybe God doesn't want me there yet, or maybe never.

That's okay. I don't want to be famous, although a little richer would be nice! However; I can't complain.

The old Apple Festival is looming this weekend and I got to get myself back to the store that sells my books locally. They've sold several and I didn't know it. Guess I should be better at keeping up with this kind of thing. Plus, a check wouldn't hurt.

So, if you haven't read any or all my books, now would be a good time to jump on the band wagon and buy 'em.  Like a lemming or whatever.

I'm just sayin...

News From Around The World

1. I sold four books this week. Two of them were purchased by people in the United Kingdom.

Go figure.

2.  The White-throated Needletail bird, (my husband was calling it the Pin Tail Tit - what has that man been reading?) has not been seen in twenty-two years. It was spotted in Scotland recently. Birdwatchers gathered in an excited flock to see this endangered species. And there it was! Before their very eyes! The bird flew straight into a wind turbine and was killed instantly.

This explains two things: 1: Why they were/are endangered in the first place, and
                                     2: Why going green ain't always what it's cracked up to be.

3. I recently watched a YouTube video of the 2007 competition for Miss Teen America. (I didn't say the news was current).  It was Miss South Carolina's turn. Listen carefully: this girl does NOT have a southern accent. She's a transplant, has to be, or one of those who try desperately not to be who their roots say they are. You can be glad, fellow Georgians, that the sash she is wearing doesn't say GEORGIA across the front. And for that, I praise the good Lord.  Listen:

There is probably a lot more news out there right now, but I don't know how much more, dear reader, you can take at one whack.

So, I'll leave  you with these.

Happy pondering!