I’ve mentioned that I’m a slave to the unit and royalty charts, haven’t I? Not because I’m in it for the money. Ha! It’s just mind boggling that almost 5,000 people have words that I have written on their devices and many are reading them. Most of those 5,000 downloads were free, so I’m sure that helped. A lot. But, still! I’m in yo pocket and on yo iPad!
When you know that that many people are potentially reading your book, you check for reviews about every two minutes. Despite all the downloads, I’d only received nine reviews as of yesterday evening. It’s been kind of like torture. Fortunately, all the reviews were wonderful. I’ve read each a milliondy times and know the names of each person that wrote them. It was all just the loveliest love fest ever.
It all ended last night. Jean Lomax left a rather scaring review. I wish I hadn’t checked it right before I went to bed. I tossed and turned most of the night, arguing with Jean. Things started out bitter but eventually, I tried to reason with her. In the end, I decided that she just wasn’t a reasonable person. Mr. Bawdy Book Writer said all the standard words of encouragement and was very sweet. He tried to make me see that getting a bad review was actually a good thing. I’d like to say that I’m thankful for Jean and that she taught me a valuable lesson, but I won’t. She’s a twat. I’m moving on and getting back to work. I have like four solid fans and I’ll write just for them. And myself.