I'll be honest. In my dreams my book is now nestling on the shelves of Waterstone's. I go to Birmingham's mega-branch and spend all day mooching around. I shift copies into prime positions, make up my own “staff recommendation”, grab complete strangers by the arm, point at the front cover and say I wrote that. Once ejected I walk two hundred yards down the road to the second store and start all over again.
But that's because I'm an old fuddy-duddy who has always seen novels as books to be held and smelled and piled on top of each other on bedside tables. And it turns out I'm an even bigger sentimental fool than usual because the digital world is wonderful. It makes old-style publishing look slow and insular.
In just three days since publication, to my certain knowledge, people have bought our e-book in:
Johannesburg
Sydney
Melbourne
Ho Chi Minh City
Geneva (well Switzerland somewhere)
Chamonix
Paris
Malmo
Palm Springs
and God knows where else.
I find that mind-boggling...
But that's because I'm an old fuddy-duddy who has always seen novels as books to be held and smelled and piled on top of each other on bedside tables. And it turns out I'm an even bigger sentimental fool than usual because the digital world is wonderful. It makes old-style publishing look slow and insular.
In just three days since publication, to my certain knowledge, people have bought our e-book in:
Johannesburg
Sydney
Melbourne
Ho Chi Minh City
Geneva (well Switzerland somewhere)
Chamonix
Paris
Malmo
Palm Springs
and God knows where else.
I find that mind-boggling...
RSS Feed