On Master Seumas Gallacher’s blog, I found an excellent blog post, written by author Tony McManus. See what they have to say about Amazon’s author review policy.
…my pal, Tony McManus, ponders Amazon’s ‘killing the golden goose’ policy on Author reviews…
…the following superb piece from my Author friend, Tony McManus, mirrors what so many of us in the self-publishing community feel right now:
A LOW BLOW FROM AMAZON
I have mixed emotions regarding Amazon. On the one hand, and I guess like most indie authors, I am grateful for the opportunity Amazon has given me to become a self-published independent author of thrillers. On the other hand, they do things that puzzle, baffle and annoy me.
Writing a book, a novel, fashioning a work of fiction, and doing it well, is not easy. Even for ‘natural’ writers, highly gifted and driven writers pursuing destiny, it’s hard work. That’s not to say it’s not enjoyable. A writer on a roll, writing well, enjoys a ‘high’ like nothing else on earth. Like a ride to the moon, it can be the most satisfying thing he’s ever done. He gets to feel good about things.
But then, after completion, he has to sell his book. This is the hardest part.
Why do you think readers are’t reviewing our books? Sandra Beckwith on Build Book Buzz knows the reason. Read here about it. Thank you for your hard work Sandra.
When my first book was published in the dark ages – the 1990s – I didn’t have to think about online reader reviews.
Amazon was only starting to sell books when WHY CAN’T A MAN BE MORE LIKE A WOMAN? was released in the spring of 1995; Barnes and Noble was still a strictly bricks and mortar business.
That meant that reader reviews came in the form of good, old-fashioned, word-of-mouth recommendations among friends. If you liked a book, you told someone: “You will love this book.”
It was a pretty simple process.
Reader reviews have power
In today’s publishing environment where the Internet lets us recommend books to anyone, online reader reviews have become powerful and influential. In fact, most readers rely on them to make purchasing decisions.
Whether they should or shouldn’t doesn’t matter. The fact is that they do.
This can be frustrating. Unless you’re at the same level as authors who are household names — think John Grisham, Jodi Piccoult, Carl Bernstein — you probably struggle to get reviews.
It was a difficult decision for the jury. But we had a lot of fun and wanted to thank all poets for their wonderful poems.
Thank you, K. M. Jenkins and Jan Marie for their jury work and offering one of their books to the winners – and of course to Allison D. Reid who offered her books to pick from as well. I appreciate your help and support!
As a reader, my fascination with time travel began as a child. When I first read The Time Machine by H.G. Wells, I was enthralled by the idea of travelling either backward or forward in time.
Traveling backward could allow one to catch glimpses of historical events or important figures. You could go back and wander among dinosaurs. Similarly, traveling forward gives a view of the development of man, technology and the future of our planet.
As I sat down to write my book, Extra Innings, I was fascinated by the different views of time travel that have been used in fiction. This post will discuss those various theories and I’ll give you a view of my thought process in landing on one.
Here are some of the theories that have been presented in fiction:
Precognition – This is the idea of seeing the future during dreams or through…
Master Seumas Gallacher posted a blog post about, what I think is, a ‘change of times’. As usually he not only writes humorous and thoughtful, but also provides us with pictures from his past. Thank you, Master Gallacher!
…the Passage of Time is a great distortionist… this mug shot above of Master Gallacher, in my prime as a Fully-Fledged Master of the Financial Universe was captured around 35 years ago… a generation away… a lifetime for some… and yet, it seems so recent… how skillful the mind tricks that can visit me… I was the Chief Trader and Treasurer for a financial institution in Hong Kong, called Wardley Limited… the merchant banking arm at the time of what was the mighty Hong Kong & Shanghai Banking Corporation… since then Wardley has morphed into ‘HSBC Investment Asia Holdings Limited’, while the parent has seen its glorious monicker contract into a rather paltry, ‘HSBC’… liquidity sloshed around the Asian markets then in billions rather than millions of dollars…
…it was an exciting and fun period… changes in appearance have been made not only to Wardley
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A rustling of the yew in October’s breeze,
While over her grave it sheds a few leaves.
They rot in the soil with what’s left of her corpse,
Rain drenches the ground where once she had walked.
Burned at the stake in seventeen-o-two,
Jane looks down from the top of the yew.
She wasn’t a witch, and it wasn’t a trick,
She’d learned from her mother how to heal the sick.
Potions, plants, leaves and herbs,
She’d known of their use since she was a girl.
Jane looks to the left at her father’s grave,
After eating the yew leaves nothing could save
An evil man from his just desserts,
She’d felt so relieved as her handful of dirt
Mixed in with her mother’s and banished the hurt.
But as the flames did engulf Jane’s red hair,
The ghost of her father was standing there.
“Like me, in hell you will reside,
I’ll be waiting for you on the other side”.
Plastic skeletons of varied size,
Pumpkins of sundry hue, with permanent artificial grins
And lights in their eyes,
Rubber bats on string and flocked ravens perching,
Tinsel cats and wired-sheeted ghosts all implore-
Is it time to come out and play?
Little monsters of every style,
Fairy princesses bedecked in their finest and pirates
Clutching fake swords,
Movie heroes and villains poised for action,
Pint-sized demons and Jedi together plead-
Is today the day?
Werewolves prowling under the moon,
Ghouls howling in the attic and goblins
Lurking under bridges,
Vampires slinking in the shadows and
Boogeymen hiding underneath the bed all beseech-
Is it Halloween yet?