I was just playing working on Facebook and I found a
very good picture about the care and feeding of Amazon authors and immediately
I thought, “I’m an author! I want to be well fed!”
Specifically this list mentioned how to feed (help) authors.
·
Buy the author’s book(s)
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Share “I just bought (name of book)”
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Write a review
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Like it on Facebook
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Tag it
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Share the link
I was just poking around Amazon and also found that you can
also discuss the book(s) you bought on their forum. If there is no forum
already established you are given the opportunity to start the discussion. You
can also send gift certificates to friends and family who enjoy reading. What a
neat, easy way to take care of your gift giving responsibilities.
Goodreads, ARe (All Romance eBooks), Barnes and Nobles, your
personal blog, Twitter, and Facebook are all good places to talk about the book
too. It doesn’t have to take a lot of time—leave a brief review with your
rating then send a quick Tweet and Facebook post. Or share and retweet if you
see the mention already written up in your feed. This morning I went to
Hootsuite and posted to my Twitter, personal Facebook page, and author Facebook
page all in one place. Easy peasy.
It’s always nice to pay things forward. If you’re a fellow
author don’t expect a reciprocal review or tweet. Still, very often you’ll get
one anyway. If not, don’t worry—a lot of other readers and authors are paying
it forward to you. Plus you receive promotion when you post to social media.
But this isn’t about you. It’s about helping others.
Or maybe it is
about you. If reviews and promotion dry up for authors, if they don’t get
enough sales and feedback, some won’t be able to afford to write. They’ll have
to work a 9-5 job. Others’ souls may shrivel up and die so they’ll stop
writing. In other words, the authors will starve to death.
In the end, both the authors and the readers will suffer.
So please, please, PLEASE feed us authors. Don’t let us go
hungry.
Keep reading for an excerpt of Ashley's new book.
Title:
Her Men
Publisher:
Totally Bound
Genre:
Contemporary Erotic male-female-male romance
Book
Length: 22,000 words
BLURB:
Forty-four year old Julie Weston has loved
Timmy and James since her college days twenty something years ago. She's
fantasized about both all these long years, never able to choose between them.
Hoping Tim and James will attend, she
attends their college marching band reunion. When both men show up her dreams
are answered. They're sexier than she imagined and she hopes they won't be
disappointed by her older self.
It turns out both men came just to see
her again and neither is happy about the other’s presence. They fight over her,
confusing her more than ever. It takes a hot ménage…or two…for her heart to
decide which one she’s in love with.
EXCERPT:
Beside herself, she put a pillow over her head. “Why
do I still have feelings for him? Why do I want him?”
Connie removed the pillow and brushed the hair off
Julie’s brow. “I thought you wanted James?”
She rolled to her side and punched the bed. “I want
them both. God is that how Tim felt when we were together? He wanted me but he
wanted her too? How can I put him down for that when I’m doing the same thing?
I’m not being fair, am I? Or am I just a super slut?”
Connie tugged on her hair. “You’re being human. It
took me a long time to discover that my heart lies with Eric. Give them a
chance to woo you, to win you. You’re not a slut, just a woman with a choice.”
She shook her head. “Even if I fantasize that they’ll
both make love to me at once? That they’ll tie me up and spank me until I
scream? I am Super Slut.”
Connie chuckled. “That’s a common woman’s fantasy. I
had the same one about Allen and Eric.” She lowered her voice and admitted,
“One we lived out last time we were at the reunion.”
Amazement shooting through her, Julie bolted up in
bed. “Shut up! You didn’t?”
“We did. It was awesome. I’m so glad we did. I’ll love
the memories forever and it clarified who I wanted as my one and only.”
“Really? I hope they’ll give me that chance. I’ve
missed them so very, very much. My marriage was miserable because I wanted
them.”
“Shush. Stop worrying and take a nap. You’ll feel
better.”
“But I’ll miss everything.”
“No one wants to see you throw up. I’ll check on you
in a couple hours and if you’re better, we’ll rejoin the party.”
“I’ll miss dinner.”
“There’s a ton of hors
d’oeuvres, not to mention room service. You’ll survive. Let’s just hope Tim
and James don’t kill each other.”
She grabbed the pillow again and groaned into it. She
hoped they wouldn’t too.
About the Author
Ashley Ladd is a disabled Air Force vet that is hard
of hearing but still loves language, especially the written word. She loves a
sexy man, especially one with a military background and they’ll often pop up in
her stories. She also loves cats and has been known to empower a cat with the
gift of speech. Unfortunately he wouldn’t shut up. J She loves to plug into Pandora and sip
Diet Coke while writing, usually with a cat or kid at her side.
How you can contact Ashley:
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