So here's the story. My most avid readers, who live and breath for this blog, may have noticed that yesterday, I was blogless? unblogged? Whatever. I didn't convey my world-changing message to the world. The reason. I ran out of credit on my satellite connection. (I use a pay-as-you go system for certain legal reasons. Interpol being one.) So, last night, as I was preparing to update aforesaid blog, I received an SMS in Espanol from my service provider which went something along the lines of "you need to buy mucho more euros for your experimenta to continue."
Herein lay the problem. Normally I send a text to a man who buys me the top ups, he then sends me the code and Hey Presto! Problem solved. Alas, last night, the top-up magician was unavailable. So I decided to resort to something I rarely do nowadays. Drive.
First problem: The shop is almost 20 kms away.
Second problem: The Ferrari is low on fuel.
Third problem: The fuel station is almost 20 kms away.
Fourth problem: It is in the opposite direction to the shop.
Fifth problem: I had drunk two glasses of red wine.
Sixth problem: To reach the fuel station, you have to drive past the police station.
To cut a long story short, I put 100 Euros of fuel in the car, paid a bribe of 100 Euros when I failed the breath-test by a trillionth of a percent (let a fat Spanish policeman sit in the car while his mate took a photograph of him and then vice versa), bought 50 euros worth of top-ups, received a 40 euro parking ticket whilst trying to negotiate the latter in my finest Spanglish, drove home 290 Euros worse off and decided not to bother blogging after all.
But fear not! Here I am with 40 euros worth of ammunition to set things right. The top-up magician called me back with his apologies and I am seriously thinking about buying a mountain bike.
Well, I sent an email to most of the UK newspapers, outlining my experiment and giving them the blog address. Now I know at this point that the more experienced authors reading this blog will probably change their underwear once the hysterical laughter eventually subsides. Do I seriously expect any newspaper in the world to report on my little experiment? Well, no, but that's not the point. The point is that someone on almost every UK newspaper now knows about me, probably their editors too. I don't expect someone to run a story but when I checked my web stats, 80% of web traffic was from UK newspapers internal servers. Maybe one washed-up journalist with nothing better to do will read one of the books and like it. He may be having a drink with an old friend who happens to be the friend of a friend of a .........catch my drift? Get your name out there.
Now I don't honestly believe that anything concrete will come out of this but you have to admit that I am persistent and my blog is probably logged in a few media databases somewhere by now. Who knows?
Current readership after 14 days: 222
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Published Sunday Club on Kindle and opened an Author Central account.
Created my Blog & advertised it on Kindle Self-Publishing Forum
Gained 4 blog- followers
Advertised the blog on forums.
Gained 1 blog-follower
Published The Sunday Club on Smashwords
One immediate sale
Published Facebok Killer on Smashwords (FREE)
45 downloads of The Facebook Killer
Posted on Kindle US & UK forums
33 downloads of The Facebook Killer
Joined www.mobileread.com. Promoted the blog.
17 downloads of The Facebook Killer. Gained one more blog-follower
Joined www.epublishingconsortium.com. Promoted the blog.
23 downloads of The Facebook Killer. Gained one more blog-follower
Changed & added new tags to both books
17 downloads of The Facebook Killer.
Revised subtitles and descriptions on both Kindle & Smashwords
11 downloads of The Facebook Killer. 2 sales of The Sunday Club.
Posted further promotion on UK & US Kindle forums, linking to blog.
13 downloads of The Facebook Killer. Gained one more blog-follower
18 downloads of The Facebook Killer.
Received IBNS for both books via Smashwords.
10 downloads of The Facebook Killer. One sale of The Sunday Club.
6 downloads of The Facebook Killer. Six sales of The Sunday Club.