Self Publishing Blues

I texted Lisa* at around 7:00 this morning. “Be there in about 30 min. I need you to download some old blues guitar riffs.”

“I’m on it, Boss. See you in 30.” She texted back.

After landing, I rummaged through the basement shelves and found the old story prop I wanted.

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From an old story

I threw it over my shoulder and headed upstairs. Lisa had on a navy blue suit with a loosened narrow tie around her neck. Her hair was in a low pony tail underneath one of my old fedoras.

“Did I get it right?” She asked.

“Perfect.”

“So what are we up to today? Sounds interesting.”

“I’m feeling a little blue, and you’re going to help me work through it.” I handed her the guitar, and she plugged it directly into her own umbilical cord.

“We need an amplifier,” she said.

“I had the amp down there somewhere. Be right back.”

“Three shelfs to the left of the door, two down the aisle, and it’s on the left,” she said.

I held a thumbs up and said, “Wires?”

“No, I got bored one week and rewired a bunch of stuff down there. I can use it wireless, you just have to plug it in.”

We set up in my main office, and were off to the races.

“Sales of Wild Concept have been dismal.”

🎶 Ba na na Nah 🎶

“I didn’t expect any better”

🎶 Ba na nah na NAH 🎶

“As a first time author, there’s no reason for trust”

🎶 Ba na nah NAH 🎶

“But it’s a really fun story, and you ought to read it”

🎼🎶🎶🎶🎸

I moved my hand across my throat, and said, “Stop, stop.” Lisa was off to the races.

“No really, Lisa stop.”

“Why? Do you want to try it again?” She asked.

“I really didn’t think this through. I’m not a song writer–

“But you could be. I’m having fun.”

“Okay, let me finish this blog post the old fashioned way, then we’ll get our blues on.”

***

I’m not depressed over the sales of Wild Concept. I expected some minor activity, and that’s what I got so far. I’ve been invited to a blog interview, and I’m pretty excited about that. If someone likes my blog because of it, that’s great. If someone downloads Wild Concept because of my interview, that’s awesome. I’ll post about that as I get more information.

I didn’t send copies around for reviews, and haven’t done much more than write about it here. It’s out there now, and forever is a long time. I have a total of four old works I’m going to make available, and this will draw even more interest. I’ll play the discount game as I put new stories on Amazon. Of course, I’m going to write more too.

Lisa is the main character in the story, and my faithful followers have all met her. We’d appreciate it if a few more people would read the story, and a favorable review would be the icing on our cake.

Lisa said, “Yeah baby. Lisa needs a new pair of stilettos. They’re on Amazon too, and they’re so cute, they have–

“Stop. What are you doing? We’re blogging here.”

“Sorry.”

In closing, the book is called Wild Concept. The blue letters are a hot link, for your convenience. There’s also an image of the cover on my sidebar, and it’s a link too. This old blog post is a breakdown of what readers can expect.

Lisa asked, “Are you finished?”

“Yeah,” I said.

“Do you want to write out the Self Publishing Blues?”

“No. How about a little Rock and Roll Hootchie Koo?”

“Which version, Derringerr or Winter?”

I said, “Johnny Winter, of course.”

* Lisa is the main character in Wild Concept. She’s a robot and works at the writing cabin as my assistant these days.

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5 responses to “Self Publishing Blues

  1. It’s actually a pretty decent read!

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  2. rudyhou

    you had me at “she plugged it directly into her own umbilical cord”

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