I wasn’t certain if I wanted an e-reader. Then the publishing world changed, and I went from ‘do I want an e-reader’ to ‘which e-reader do I want?’ Then the prices on the Kindle went down, and everyone I knew suddenly had one. Still I hesitated. I mean, Kindle sort of puts you in the boat with Amazon, and I’d always been a loyal Borders customer, so I was looking at the Kobo, too. But that was it–just looking.
Then the choice was taken out of my hands. I received a Kindle and an Amazon gift card from my family for my birthday.
It took me a day to take a closer look at it. I sort of circled it, as if it were a suspicious package at the airport. I turned it on, pushed this button and that. Registered it at Amazon. Read the User Guide. Tried to figure out how to make capital letters and numbers.
Once I had the lay of the land, I loaded the gift card so I had a balance at Amazon. Now the question: What do I buy?
I suddenly remembered books I’d been meaning to buy but hadn’t chased down yet. I went looking for them and with the click of a button, I had them. Wow. Talk about instant gratification!
Like most book lovers, I have a house full of books, more than I can ever read again. They’re piling up, and we might have to charge them rent soon! The Kindle takes care of that problem, since all books live on this slim little device. I can take a long trip and bring dozens of books with me without worrying about weight limitations on my luggage. I can eat my lunch and read at the same time because I can lean the Kindle against something and not worry about trying to keep the pages open.
On my Kindle, I’ve read more books in the past week than I have in months. Also, I’m more willing to take a chance on an unknown author, since if I don’t like the book, it won’t be living in my house forever, and the price is right (there are a LOT of books for under $5 out there). Suddenly I am reading again like I used to when life was easier and I had more time to go to the bookstore. Now the bookstore comes to ME.
So here I sit, my Kindle charging next to me in preparation for a Memorial Day weekend trip, completely converted. I’ve already discovered two new authors I would never have found in the bookstore, and I look forward to finding more.
I have decided to put Wild Honey up at Amazon on Kindle. I can do this myself since I own the e-book rights. The paperback is already there, but I have no way of checking if it is selling.
Debra Holland is the one who convinced me to do this and I have a chapter of her book, Wild Montana Sky, in the back of my book. She has a copy of the first chapter of Wild Honey in one of her books. A little advertising going on there.
I figure since I cannot sell the book again, I would post it myself. Debra has been doing well with hers. I am waiting for the formatted copy to come back in the next day or two so I can get it up.
If this works, I may put up my childrenâ€™s book. Of course, I have to come up with a cover for it. I owned the cover for Wild Honey. I have found it is extremely hard to sell childrenâ€™s books. Harder than adult books.
I have not done much writing. I have six classes I am teaching online at the moment and way too many papers to grade.
I also have become a grandmother, something I was beginning to think I would be too old to enjoy when it happened. My middle son Michael and his wife Jessi had Isabella Ruth three weeks ago. Of course I think she is the most wonderful thing in the world. In the looks department, she takes after her daddy. Irish genes can be really strong.However, she is a much better baby than he ever was. She is happy and sleeps at night.
She is contemplating the world.
Of course Chewbaca, my dog and my baby, is not quite certain what he thinks about her. When she started to cry the other day, he got very upset and wanted to examine her. I think he thought something was wrong and he needed to be involved in helping her.
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