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…the writer’s backlist… the gift that keeps on giving…

…I can speak only for this ol’ Scots Jurassic scribbler, but sense that hordes of my fellow-authors will agree, that selling even one copy of one title is a source of great satisfaction… to feel that even one single reader has taken time and invested money to indulge my work is such an immense pleasure… over the years since I was first absorbed into the mind-blowing vortex that is the world of writing books, the reading public has blessed and honoured me with more than 100,000 aggregate downloads and sales of my wee literary babies… like many of my contemporary successful writers, I pretend not to pay much attention to my author’s sales pages on Auntie Amazon Kindle, but that would be a blatant lie!… what marvellous repeated surges of excitement they create when sales keep ticking over…

…this week has witnessed a flurry of downloads across all my titles, which just continues to blow me away… the writer’s backlist… the gift that keeps on giving… equally splendid is that these sales are not restricted to one Amazon Kindle market, but are spread across the globe… the wonder of the Web’s international reach is phenomenal… furthermore, it drives home to me the efficacy of having a backlist… having more than one title accessible is the best advertisement for each individual novel, or non-fictional production… it’s a natural human trait to continue to reach for more books by a specific author if you like one of his or her works…

…I know that I certainly do that, and become even more immersed in that author’s output… and it answers neatly the question writers frequently ask when they finish writing their first tome, ‘What do I do now?’.. the inescapable response should always be, ‘Now go and write another one!!’… see yeez later.. LUV YEEZ!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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…from the tip of my toes, to the tip of my other toes…

…some of you are aware that in my early teens in Docklands, Govan in Scotland, I spent a couple of years as a semi-professional footballer… the rough and tumble of these matches  were part and parcel of the game back then, meaning that my legs, feet and toes were subject to crushing tackles and constant abrasion… I thought little of these onslaughts on my lower limbs in those days… I have also had my fair share of ‘finding the bottoms of chairlegs and other furniture in the dark’ with various of my toes… excruciating as was the shock of pain these encounters generated, they were all short-lived episodes… but NUTHIN, and I mean NUTHIN, in my career had ever mentally prepared me for my first-ever visit to have a (whisper it in macho company, please ) pedicure!... aye, having somebody address the nails, the hard skin, the uncut and uncute cuticles, the toughened heels…

…to be perfectly frank, the trepidation of considering a visit to ‘le salon des pieds’ was overcome by realising that the exertion of bending over my stomach to reach the pedal extremities was becoming increasingly tiresome… the puffing and blowing made my mind up… the lady pedicurist at the salon took aboard my protestations  that ‘this was my first time, so please be gentle with me!’… in fairness, the entire process was astonishingly easy… a foot bath, a scrubbing brush plied to the soles of my feet, more ticklish than pain-inducing… clipping of the nails themselves (those grotesque features)…and the trimming of the cuticles with a sharp razorish implement created a nippy moment or three, but I was incredibly brave and didn’t wince (much)…

…a final, rather satisfying foot massage topped off (or should that be ‘bottomed off’) the forty-five minutes that it all took… was it is as scary as I felt it might be?… would I be loathe to go again?… neither!…step aside, I’m diarised for another session as soon as these toenails look even a wee bit overgrown… see yeez later… LUV YEEZ!

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