Part of my publicity strategy for The Utterly Amazing Bumbling-Boy VS. The Green Bogey has collapsed already. My offer to hire my local bookshop for an evening to entertain 50 or 60 friends (and flog them a book each) has been turned down on the grounds that my novel will be available only from amazon – wherefrom I might be buying books in the future.
So it goes. At least saving a few quid on venue hire means I can divert the money into another area of my promotional masterplan.
I have a photo a quite like on the grounds it makes me look reasonably fun-loving and avuncular. Continue reading “MY JOURNEY INTO SELF PUBLISHING: PART TWO: WHAT?”