.......... Those bloody Mexicans, total disregard for anyone but themselves.
Anyway, enough about Doomsday. Let's get back to reality. The Experiment. As you all know, I have postponed the giveaway of free books for seven days. 24 hours later and I am convinced that both Kindle's and Smashword's servers have crashed. What other explanation could there be for zero sales? It's not my fault, it must be theirs.
What does this prove? I don't have a following. My current 232 readers are obviously mutes and prison inmates serving 20 years in solitary confinement, to whom the word-of-mouth thing hasn't quite caught on in their social circles.
My thoughts? Well, suicide is a long way off and writing poetry is even further from my mind. But I shall wait these seven long days to see if anything happens in the world of the 99 cent book-buyers of the world. You never know, I may get lucky and some lady from Alabama might find a dollar down the side of her couch.
I have bumped the price of The Sunday Club: (this book makes Dan Brown's stories look like some sort of dodgy film script that even Tom Hanks wouldn't lower himself to take part in) to $5.99 then discounted it to $1.50 on Smashwords. Everyone loves a discount!
I must warn you now viewers, I think the next six days are going to be very lean. But! As usual, I have a plan.
Thank you for your following,
in misery, I'm not wallowing,
Poetry I shall not write,
for to me it sounds like shite,
the bottle of pills, I won't be swallowing.