I am a tortured artist.
No, I'm not being dramatic. At this moment in time I am, indeed, tortured and as a writer I am technically an artist.
This self-publishing thing is making me crazy. I'm completely losing my mind and it's not a good thing. I watch numbers, rankings, reviews and it's enough to make a grown woman cry.
Which I do.
So as part of the Kindle Select program that I have done with my current book, "Catering to the CEO" and my previous book, "Ever After", I get the option of offering the book for free for up to five days. I get to choose the dates and for the most part, it's a cool marketing tool.
Unless you are SO CLOSE to being number one but you just can't do it. I mean, it's a FREE book. It doesn't cost your friends or family ANYTHING to just download the damn thing. You don't have to read it, just download it and give me a freakin minute of joy today. But are they? Um...no.
I hit number two in Free Women's Fiction, number four in Free Contemporary Fiction and number 21 in the Free Kindle Store. Seriously? I cannot break that invisible barrier and get my minute in the spotlight? IT'S FREE, People. As in NO COST TO YOU.
I'm cranky. I'm annoyed and I am going to have to eat some brownies to deal with the pain.
I think I'm disappointed more than anything else. I watch people share ridiculous posts on Facebook or tweet utter nonsense but to do something that cost nothing that would actually HELP someone, and they can't do it.
So, I'll sit here with my brownie bites while I give away my 13,000th book in three days and STILL not get that coveted spot at the top of the list.
WHAT DOES A GIRL GOT TO DO???