A week has passed since my book became available through Amazon, Nook and Kobo and as Charlie succinctly put it “It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities.
For everyone who ordered and purchased my book thank you!!! For me that was the best of times full of excitement and now I wait on tender hooks for some feedback and it feels like the worst of times. My nails are bleeding stumps and it’s all I think about, please be gentle with me, kind and constructive. My writer ego is terrified!
Spent hours on Google searching on how to promote my book and I am on a steep learning curve on how to achieve this but in the background all my household chores are piling up!!!! I keep wondering if other authors have this problem, can’t imagine JK Rowling breaking off mid plot twist to start the ironing…
Anyway since I am unknown and trying to carve out an identify as a writer I have no other choice but to nike my ironing… the joys!