Today I have discovered that the kindle is full of mysteries. Well, I say full, but that isn’t what I mean. What happened was I noticed a thing it was doing that I have no idea what it was talking about, and rather than googling it to find out I took photos to show you. Continue reading “The Great Kindle Challenge: Day 2”
So here I am, poised and ready to enjoy reading a book on the kindle. I have been prepped so I know it is NOT a touch screen device; you turn the pages by pressing buttons. It’s basically like living in the olden days, technology wise. Remember buttons? They were fun, weren’t they. Although sometimes you used to get things stuck under them – bits of cake, usually, or foliage – and then you had to prise them off with a nail file or a straightened out paper clip to get the stuff out. They went back on OK but they were never really the same again. Continue reading “The Great Kindle Challenge: Day 1” →
“I’ve got an idea for your blog,” Bob said mysteriously at the office tea point one morning, “but I won’t tell you about it now, I’ll speak to you later.”
Then he vanished into the mist like he’d never been there at all. Being as how I’m not much of a pre-10am person this was a little befuddling. Why was our office so misty, and on a sunny day? Still, an hour or two of putting together resource packs sorted me right out. By the time he reappeared to expound on his idea, I was alert as a tack.
I’ve spent a lot of the time over the past week taking notes in my own special brand of shorthand (it misses out vowels at random) on the grounds I don’t really trust the recording app on my phone, and I do not possess a Dictaphone. Because my hands aren’t really used to that kind of constant speed-writing pressure anymore, I am pretty sure I can now feel the onset of early arthritis in the thumb and index finger of my right hand.
This being the case, last night I decided to risk it and set my phone with its lupo mini microphone to record ‘The End of Books?’ debate so I could transcribe the highlights this morning.
So you know how I spent yesterday banging on about how I don’t have any immediate publication plans, on account of nothing being polished enough for human consumption?
Well, last night I got an email saying a book I submitted a short story to, Beyond the Horizon, has now been printed and can be purchased from Amazon by discerning readers as of NOW. Well, Monday past actually. Sorry if that was misleading in any way, but in my defense short stories take a bit less re-writing than novels.
There’s a lot of hype around self publishing at the moment, related at least in part to John Locke (an American author, not to be confused with the father of liberalism or the bald sociopath in Lost) becoming the first self-published author to sell a million e-books for the Kindle. He’s put 9 titles out, the latest of which is How I Sold 1 million e-books in 5 months. A cynical man, then…
If the internet is any judge, people have mixed feelings on self publishing. This is because there’s a perception of it as a vanity project, as you’ve probably heard. I’m not sure who specifically thinks that, but I’ve read several blog posts assuring me most people do, and explaining why they are wrong. What a bold premise…