Previously, I wrote a post about why I decided to pull my books from KindleUnlimited so I could go wide. I’m in a genre author’s group on Facebook and some folks have been interested in the experience, but it’s kind of hard to get across everything in a Facebook post so I thought I’d pull one together here.
Last week the writing community exploded with fury over a pirate ebook site. It’s one of many, to be sure, and how this book site became the source of such anger and consternation after years serving free pirated content to the masses is not clear. What is clear is that this caused deep emotional turmoil for many independent writers. They vented much rage on various social media sites.
Much rage. Super lots of rage.
I am not writing this post to add to the vitriol.
There have been a few critical reviews of Witchiest Circus on Earth that specifically call out the fact that Charlotte acts like a child even though she’s thirtysomething. I understand the criticism and thought I’d address some of it for International Women’s Day today.
I hate marketing.
Okay, it’s not that I hate marketing. I mean, I sell stuff, so I can’t hate marketing. Marketing lets me write books and then find people that want to read them. So it’s not fair for me to hate marketing.
Yeah, okay, I hate marketing.
One of the hallmarks of the cozy mystery is supposed to be the lack of gore, sex, and cursing. These are, as a group, expected to be wholesome books that provide interesting enjoyment but which never venture too far into the grittier side of life. But what does that mean?