Showing posts with label Summer Jobs are Murder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer Jobs are Murder. Show all posts

Writers Live On Reviews and Caffeine, and Sometimes Sales

 So, I have a request for all of you out there. Well, those of you who read. Well, those of you who read my stuff. Well, those of you who like reading my stuff.

Or even if you don't, what the heck.

As all of you know--well, some of you--we just re-released my first published novel, Storm Chaser. Thanks to Emily for doing ...

Everything. My wife did everything. Every now and then she'd toss me a proof copy, I'd leaf through it, and she'd go back to doing all that stuff she did. I did nothing, I admit it. Happy now?

Anyway, there's what it looks like. Yes, Emily put the cover together, based on the old one. But there's one thing she couldn't do: transfer all the reviews of the original edition onto this new one. Which is here:

https://www.amazon.com/Storm-Chaser-Mark-Hunter-ebook/dp/B0C7MB95NH

According to Goodreads, Storm Chaser collected 15 reviews and 27 ratings, which isn't great but beats the heck out of how many reviews I've gotten for Summer Jobs Are Murder (which hasn't been published yet). The problem is, according to Amazon I now have exactly three reviews. Which, at least, is easy to count. (Why those three stayed, I have no idea.)

So I'm asking everyone who has or does purchase the book, on Kindle or in print, to leave me a review. I don't know if Amazon will allow reviewers to post on the new book if they bought the old book, but if it doesn't you could at least leave yours on Goodreads, or the review place of your choice, up to and including bathroom stalls.

Just don't put my phone number there.

In return for your help I will ... hm ... dance.


No. No, that's a terrible idea. It's asking for another month of ice and ibuprofen. But I will be very grateful, because online reviews really do matter, especially on Amazon. No one really knows how Amazon's algorithms work, and I don't really know what an algorithm is, but I'm told the more reviews you have, the more likely you are to be seen.

People who see, buy. If enough people buy, I can write more. It's the circle of write.


This is the old version. You'll probably still see it here and there, so I should warn you it's probably more expensive.



http://markrhunter.com/
https://www.amazon.com/-/e/B0058CL6OO

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/s/"Mark R Hunter"

 Remember, every time you don't leave a review, an angel loses his hair. You don't want bald angels.


Beta Readers Needed

This is something I should have done, and planned to do, years ago. Because if you're going to procrastinate, procrastinate like a boss! Eventually.

I'm looking for beta readers for my unpublished novels. Now, many of your know what this means, but since I've never been completely clear on it myself, here's my definition:

An alpha reader is that first person (or people) who go over an author's work. For me that's my wife, who's a talented editor and also doesn't put up with my crap. A beta reader is reading not as an editor, but as a reader--for fun, which is good, because they don't get paid. (Neither does my alpha reader, although I do bribe her from time to time.)

The beta reader is just looking at the big picture: What works for them, what doesn't, what's confusing, why a cat is mentioned in chapter one but never appears again. That last one actually happened to me. Their reward is getting to read a new book before almost anyone else does, without paying for it. Or possibly, depending on how much the author has his crap together, it's their punishment.

 

Believe it or not, in addition to my eleven published works I have four "finished" manuscripts being shipped around to editors or agents, two more in the final stages, and another that's going to be finished up this fall (I hope). It's the four done ones that I'd like to get fresh eyes on, so if anyone would like to volunteer to read one, I'd be extremely grateful. They include:

Summer Jobs Are Murder, a young adult mystery:

Cassidy Quinn’s summer vacation wasn’t supposed to include witnessing a murder—or being the main suspect. Now she and her oddball family have to find out where her best friend has disappeared to, why the dead man looks just like her friend’s father, and how she can afford to buy a car on minimum page. Oh, and who’s stalking her. 

 

Beowulf: In Harm's Way, a science fiction space opera:

Paul Gage and Sachiko Endo almost single-handedly won the first battle of an interstellar conflict--but no one seems to know how they did it. To protect their war heroes, the Space Fleet sends them far from action, with a tiny, untested patrol ship and a green crew. As long as they can keep the engines running everything should be fine, but Gage is convinced the Beowulf is headed for trouble. By the time they finish dealing with an invisible spy vessel, an invading ship full of children, and a psychiatrist with her own agenda, the crew starts to believe him … and that’s before an enemy fleet shows up where it can’t be.

  

We Love Trouble, a humorous mystery with supernatural elements:

Wulfgar the dog sees ghosts—but never the ones he wants to see, like murder victims who could identify their killers. That's a problem when his humans find a dead man and an injured teen in an Indiana State Park. Nothing is ever an accident for Travis and Victoria Noble, who are so often suspects themselves they have bond money on speed dial--soon they're surrounded by bodies, suspects, horses, and the odd conspiracy or two. It's all Wulfgar can do to keep his adventure-loving humans out of jail themselves … or worse, he could soon be seeing their ghosts, too.


The Source Emerald, a modern fantasy (apparently this kind are described as "low fantasy"):

Rookie FBI Agent Lilly McCray’s first assignment is easy: Follow up on the sudden appearance of valuable emeralds across the country. The odd part is that the gems keep popping up in locations related to L. Frank Baum, author of The Wizard of Oz.

Lilly doesn’t give that coincidence much thought, until she confronts a little blonde girl who might be a smuggling ringleader—but who claims to be Dorothy Gale, Princess of Oz. Before Lilly knows it inanimate objects talk, people disappear into thin air, and she and Dorothy must go on the run from evil magics that threaten to tear two worlds apart … and it’s not a dream.

 

So, if anyone's interested in reviewing a new novel, let me know, and I'll e-mail the manuscript to you. All I ask for is an honest opinion, no line editing necessary, although I certainly appreciate being told when I mispell mispell.

 

Have a read and a drink.