Today the 17th of October is the day I received a hard copy of my book.
Printed in Charleston, SC. USA on October 15th and in my Swiss postbox this morning. WOW!
I got two actually. One for wafting and the other as your parents most probably once said, for best.
It is a rare position for me to be in at the moment so please understand and indulge my gloat.
I have NEVER achieved anything in my entire life. Although in a manner of speaking surviving my past is in itself an achievement.
A fanciful childhood notion that I could one day become a writer, good, bad or ugly has come true. I’m wafting as we speak, one moment whilst I waft some more.
By the way, MY new book smell smells like window-putty, not at all what I expected.
As I have not pitched it to anyone I have yet to receive a knock-back so my dreams of glory are alive and intact. No idea when my bubble will burst but until it does I’m going to continue to imagine greatness and relish the view from this lofty pedestal.
I’m not even asking family and friends to buy it. Strangers yes.
I’ve been promoting it like a fool for over a year now not sure of the benefits however every blog tells me I should have started plugging my novel at least two years prior to it’s launch. And has it helped???
So after eagerly approving my cover which was crafted and designed by me “on the cheap” £16.67 or $27.50 for the iDraw app and a wee bit of time. My paper book was accepted.
Then I noticed the text wasn’t justified squarely but jagged.
For me this was fine but first impressions matter a great deal.
Right from day one I have been consciously attempting to knock down preconceptions… Self-published eBooks have a bit of a bad rep too.
Add to that my dodgy subject matter and I literally feel crap penny novelist clawing at my heels attempting to clamber over me.
Do I allow them to push me back into a quagmire of eBook dirge? No I most certainly do not.
Lucky for me uphill battles are my forte.
So here I am a brazen uneducated working-class whore trying to convince book buyers I have the eloquence and whit of Oscar Wilde when I barely have the intelligence to recognize my own stupidity.
Now there will be a small delay whilst the presses re-ink the blocks in a nice orderly fashion. Desperate for my book to fit … The irony grates…
A subversive rebel who said fuck the world goes cap in hand looking for acceptance… no customers…even worse.
It’s late, I’m “impaired” and losing the thread of this blog…
Yeah, so this rash error of mine created two “one-offs” J
****Special PROPER Limited Editions***
The first two printed copies of PAULYANNA: International Rent-boy.
There was no print edition numbers to mark it as a first edition, which is a shame. But hey these have a printed date stamp which works for me.
I craftily wrapped the first one back in the original packaging for when I’m a washed up old has-been, assuming I have a roaring success on my hands.
Then after languishing from the profits in a drug addled stupor for a few years. Wasting everything, I’ll flog it on UBS Bay or whatever it’s called by then.
So here they are my proof copies, my wafting copy is getting rather bendy.
-I expect it out on Amazon one week after THEY clear it for a 2nd time. Which should be tonight.
(Unlike my excellent novel this has not been professionally edited, so please excuse any typo’s)