So it’s the after-release day and you will get a glimpse into Ilona author angst. Fair warning. This is nothing but whining and navel-gazing.
STEEL’S EDGE is kicking butt. Last I checked, we were in the top 100 in both Kindle and Nook stores with strong mass market numbers as well. I am so relieved. I have to tell you, I almost self-destructed yesterday, because for a while BN mass market rank showed 27,000, which was kind of horrible for one of our releases. I couldn’t figure it out. The reviews are glowing, people seem to like it, why in the world is the sales rank so bad? When stuff like this happens, you feel helpless. It is out of your hands. The fear is that something happened down the supply line and the books are not available in stores. Fortunately, the glitch fixed itself before I could send an email to our editor asking her if we’re just not on the shelves at BN. Ace takes queries of this sort seriously, so a number of people would have to check into it and I would have wasted everybody’s time.
Yesterday was not a good day. Because of time constraints, we were completely hands off on publicity this time around. It turned out that our publisher mostly arranged giveaways with very few ads purchased. Also, for some reason, ending a series had a really depressing effect on me. I don’t know why. I guess because looking back at it, I wish it was more awesome than it turned out. The sales are consistently strong, the reviews are good, people enjoy it, publisher wants more and here we are, walking away from a successful series for what can only be described as business and creative reasons, none of which can really be explained to the general public. A small part of me is yelling in the background, “What is wrong with you?”
So add that to agonizing over if we should have done publicity instead of writing, and BN, and a vampire scene in Magic Rises that just was not working, and the personal trainer getting fired over personality conflict with the owner of the gym, and I was so bummed out. Then we went to see Kid 2′s performance. She was spectacular in it, but the dress for the second play didn’t quite fit her and when she saw pictures of herself, she dissolved into tears. Kid 1 topped it off with some teenage friend drama. I finally crawled into bed around eleven and not even Joe Kenda, who usually keeps me glued to the screen, could keep me awake.
This morning brought updated sales numbers, the kids are no longer crying, and I feel better. So Jill, if you are reading this, you were right, I was wrong.
Unlike me, Gordon was completely unfazed by it all. He described me as being grumpy and very quiet, which caused him to be concerned. Apparently, I “resisted his attempts at levity.” (This is his fancy author speak for making crude jokes and not getting any reaction from me.)
In the past I might have binged on food. This might be worse: I binged on Knitpicks yarn sale. I now have palette yarn in every shade of blue. Be afraid. Pictures of random items in the shades of blue will be coming your way.
A quick note: we received a ton of beta emails. Thank you for your support. Unfortunately we can’t take advantage of every offer, and we don’t want to hurt your feelings. So thank you so much and if we pulled you out of a hat, you will get an email at the end of the day.