It's been a productive day. Cleaned the kitchen and office, catalogued/recorded a bunch of fandom stuff I've been meaning to do for 2 months, finished laundry, wrote the next Flunkies chapter, and then got sucked into the whole I Love the 80's thing on VH1. kallysten, I got the story, but didn't get a chance to sit and read it, but I promise, I'll read it first thing tomorrow morning.
Now I'm debating whether I really want to do this pile of ironing tonight or not. I think I probably will, just to get it out of the way. Isn't my life thrilling?
I was reading something today that got me to thinking. It was another writer who is e-published talking about encouraging sales. She credits her success in sales to the fact that she is friendly and outgoing, and people want to buy her books because they like her as a person. While I know there's something to be said about being accessible and friendly, she annoyed the crap out of me with some of her statements. I'll admit, I haven't read any of her books. But shouldn't people buy books because of the quality of the book? There's nothing wrong with getting support from friends and the like, but the way she was talking, that should be your primary marketing tool. That's not how *I* buy books. I've never seen many of my favorite writers in interviews or really sought them out. I'm interested in the stories they tell. If one came up, sure, I'd watch/read/whatever, but their personality doesn't really contribute to whether or not I buy their work. Like...Harlan Ellison only has to open his mouth to piss me off, but I think his writing is absolutely brilliant and got everything I could get my hands on even after I learned what a jerk he could be in real life. Is this me being weird? I'm not discounting the friends and relationships I've made online in the fandom and LJ, but this woman was talking about spending an allotted amount of time every day just socializing with potential readers. Like an hour every day. Every day. An hour. I don't have that kind of free time in my life, and if I did, I'd probably use it to write or spend with my kids or something. I'm just weird, aren't I? :)
OK, off to put the kids to bed, and then I have to tackle the ironing.