Monday, March 19, 2012

I Am Not an Idiot

Having lost the pretentiousness of my youth, and having had so many fits and starts as a writer over the years, I had begun to wonder if I were simply being delusional to think I had any talent as a writer of fiction. So receiving another nice review, this one from Myrica at Goodreads, in which she avers that Tainted Souls is "Intelligent and   entertaining detective fiction, well-plotted with a great array of characters," really makes my day.

No, I am not delusional. I am not an idiot. I can write. And write well. Complete strangers are saying so. It would be nice if more complete strangers were to buy the book -- perhaps it's still delusional of me to think that I might some day make some money at this trade, even a modest amount -- but just knowing that I managed to craft something that is "intelligent and entertaining" gives me a warm feeling.

And no, I don't mean that I spilled soup on myself.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Better Than James Joyce

The very nice "Josh T" gave TAINTED SOULS a rating of 4 or 5 stars over at Goodreads, depending on how you look at it. Anyhoo, looking at his other (many) reviews, I noticed he liked my book more than A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. Now, I would never compare myself to James Joyce, but...'nuff said.

Friday, March 9, 2012

Me, a Guest Blogger? You've Got to Be Kidding!

I'm honored to be guest-blogging today at Misha Gericke's My First Book blog. (As Steven J. Wangsness. This whole thing of having two identities is getting complicated.) Check out her blog if you're interested in my opinion on whether we write books or they write themselves.

By the way, have you told everyone you know to buy my book TAINTED SOULS? Everyone? I thought so. Get off your duff, Missy (or Bud, depending) and flog my opus. (That sounds dirty, but it's not.) The groceries aren't going to buy themselves, you know.

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Good Reviews or Hot Sales -- Which Is Better?

Another very nice review at Amazon gives Tainted Souls five stars, lauding it as "definitely worth the read." The reader said the book reminded him of "the old detective movies," which is a great compliment in my book (pun unintended, but I'll take it).

Of course, it would be nice if more people were buying the book, too, not that I have any illusions on that score.  Still, it's frustrating trying to figure out how to just make readers aware of the book's existence. I'm sure I'm not the only one in this boat; it's a challenge for writers whose books are traditionally published, too, so you can imagine how much more difficult the task is for the self-published. On the other hand, looking to the future, I suppose I'd rather have great reviews and low sales than modest sales and crappy reviews. As delicate as my bank account is, I think my ego is even more fragile. (Of course, probably like most, I'd happily accept a boatload of bad reviews for bestsellerdom; who wouldn't?)

What about you? Would you rather sell a couple thousand copies of a book that gets so-so reviews or a few hundred copies of a book that garners lots of praise?