Never did I think I would see the day when I would shamelessly push, promote, advertise, and in general, throw myself on the mercy of the eWinds out there. Between the Alvarez Family and the Persephone Cole Mystery Series, I hawk like a barker for a 3rd-rate carnival. Facebook and I are close pals. I’m even learning how it works. I tweet like nobody’s business. If I could afford to hire a plane whose duff dragged a long sign overhead promoting my books, I would. Maybe even a dirigible. Roadsign, anyone? And I used to have so much pride. But pride doesn’t get you sales, nosirree. I have discovered that maybe I’ll never do the sales of Agatha Christie or Janet Evanovitch, but if I sit still and wait for the fates to do it for me, it might never…okay, will never happen at any level. Man oh, man. I had no idea that being a writer involved so much of this end of the stick! It seems now the luxury of writing is the actual writing, itself! Any thoughts on this, dear writing pals? And before we leave, here’s my buy page at Amazon, just to keep this ‘ho thing going!! http://www.amazon.com/Heather-Haven/e/B004QL22UK/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1355071938&sr=1-2-ent Happy Holidays, everyone!