Well, as you may or may not know, the book is in print and e-book, already.
When I missed Quill, I went with Kickstarter and did the biz.
If you never got a copy before, maybe now is the time.
It’s on a Kindle Countdown deal today until Feb 6th
myBook.to/CotWO
Afternoon, everyone.
Hello everyone!
Wanted to send out a quick update. There are just about two weeks left in the funding window for "Shadow King!"
So that means there is still an opportunity for new readers to pre-order their very own copy at a discounted price (and signed to boot if you order a paperback!). It would be a great pre-Valentine’s Day gift to see that order number start to tick up.
And the manuscript received a lovely review from J.T.R. Russell as well (thank you, sir!). Reviews from readers are extremely important, so if you’ve read the sample chapters, please take 5 minutes out of your day and leave a review.
So what’s next?
I’m going to get back to a bit more promotion in the next two weeks. Lately I’ve been pushing to incorporate feedback from the Launchpad judges into the manuscript so that it is in the best possible shape when I turn it in to Inkshares. (And I’m very happy with how it is turning out!)
I’ll keep you all posted as we start the countdown to the close of the funding window!
Take care,
Susan
Hey everyone,
I just wanted to give you a brief update. Wake up Call is getting a new Cover. This one I made myself but a local artist saw my book and liked it. Now she wants to give it a better look that may help it get noticed. I am working with her right now and will let you know when it is up.
As always, Thank you so much for ordering my book and I will see you later.
One of the doll’s eyes wasn’t closing anymore. It hadn’t worked properly since the last time it was thrown to the ground. The doll was very plain. Only a small dress covered the grungy body. At one time, the dress would have shown a wonderfully bright-white flower, a cartoonish daisy with a silly smile across the short yellow disk florets, which had probably been a big selling point for the doll. The tattered arm of this relic dangled from the small pale hand of the young girl who was caring f. . .
One of the doll’s eyes wasn’t closing anymore. It hadn’t worked properly since the last time it was thrown to the ground. The doll was very plain. Only a small dress covered the grungy body. At one time, the dress would have shown a wonderfully bright-white flower, a cartoonish daisy with a silly smile across the short yellow disk florets, which had probably been a big selling point for the doll. The tattered arm of this relic dangled from the small pale hand of the young girl who was caring f. . .