I’ve never tried marketing in any serious way, so this will be new. On July 01, I and many other Jane Austen Fan Fiction writers will each be offering a free ebook. If you’ve ever wanted to read Persuade Me Again but hesitated, now’s you chance to pick it up gratis!
The website to find new authors and favorites is: jaffbonanza.com
Try some new genres and styles. It’s summertime, live a little!!
Take care–SK
Something new coming at the end of July. I’ve decided to dig out the bell-bottoms and go back to the good old days. Anne and Rick (Frederick) are now inhabiting Oregon in 1976. We’ll see how it all works out.
I think there’s a series in this one!
Take care–Sk
to being a Boomer. When did that happen? In the 90s, I, along with two other intrepid writers learned HTML, created web pages by the digital ton, and learned how to navigate various chat platforms when they were still pretty new. Now I am struggling to figure out WordPress. Again.
Is it time to go back to paper and ink?
Maybe so. For me at least.
Oh well, back to the digital grind.
Take care–Susan Kaye
Something new coming at the end of July. I’ve decided to dig out the bell-bottoms and go back to the good old days. Anne and Rick (Frederick) are now inhabiting Oregon in 1976. We’ll see how it all works out. I think there’s a series in this one! Take care–Sk
I’ve never tried marketing in any serious way, so this will be new. On July 01, I and many other Jane Austen Fan Fiction writers will each be offering a free ebook. If you’ve ever wanted to read Persuade Me Again but hesitated, now’s you chance to pick it up gratis! The website to find…
to being a Boomer. When did that happen? In the 90s, I, along with two other intrepid writers learned HTML, created web pages by the digital ton, and learned how to navigate various chat platforms when they were still pretty new. Now I am struggling to figure out WordPress. Again. Is it time to go…
The hint: No one.
Social media is influencing our vocabularies more than anything else. The latest phrase I’ve noticed “Who asked for this?” This is usually said when the person is displeased with a new franchise movie, food, or kitchen design. In this case, it will have to do with a book.
Who asked for Persuade Me Again? Nobody.
I just hit ‘PLAY’ Persuade Me Again, a variation of the Jane Austen novel, Persuasion. I’m doing all the pillow fluffing my good friend, Laura Hile,** recommends. I’m dragging pull quotes from various around the web, making graphics, and all the other things that Industrious Indies should do to get the attention of possible readers.
And what is painfully apparent to any indie author is that no one is asked for you to write your book. I have heard that there were three million books published to Amazon in 2024. Another figure was that 11,000 books a day are published on the same platform.
I suppose the real question for me isn’t who asked for Persuade Me, but what makes me think anyone cares?
No one cares about this book except me. Well, my friends care because they have a lot of time invested in listening to me yap about it. Also, as dear friends they want me to be happy. And prosperous. None of them really wants the guilt that comes when you let a friend live on the streets of Widespot Kansas, panhandling for pennies a day.
Anyhow, Persuade Me Again is up and available on Amazon in paperback and on Kindle unlimited.
**Laura Hile is a dear friend who is now writing full-time. She opened up shop here on Substack, so give her a look Laura Hile . Every Friday she’s posting-as-she-writes her coming novel, Elizabeth by Any Other Name. You’ll enjoy it, I’m sure.
Have a happy Monday.
Take care—Sue
I’m taking online classes and only writing in fits and starts, so I thought I’d let the WordPress wheel of chance direct me today.
A man who impacted me positively would be my grandfather. Howard Morrow was born in a small town in Illinois where his father owned a pharmacy and he jerked sodas when he was a teenager.
He married my grandmother and worked for a while in a coal mine. They had my mother then moved to California. He had tuberculosis and was 18 months in a sanitorium and then on 18 months bedrest. He opened a store to repair shoes and eventually went to work for a company as a sort of electrical engineer. He had no formal schooling, but was brilliant. He taught himself anything he wanted to know—without the internet—both technical and artistic.
He and my grandmother came to live with us in north Idaho when I was in junior high. I hung out with him nearly as much as I hung out with friends.
In hindsight, I know he was imperfect. Very. He didn’t lie and cheat, he kept himself cloistered emotionally from his family. He was highly creative and didn’t share that freely. He loved strangers and listening to their stories, but he didn’t listen to his own wife or daughter.
I’m naturally a lot like Howard. I push myself every day to be a creative person, but also very different from my grandfather. Because in the end, your creativity may touch strangers, but your family will be impacted by your presence. Or lack of it.
We have one more shopping weekend before Christmas. If you are still in that mode, godspeed. If you’re finished, congratulations. If things are hard this year and shopping is out of the question, prayers and/or good wishes towards those you care about never go amiss.
Take care–Susan Kaye
Susan Kaye, writer 