The lights were out in my room; the dogs were settling down when I heard that little ding from my iPhone [which functions as my alarm clock.] I don’t know why I checked it; I was relatively certain it was a notification from WP and not a text message from my daughter or father or mother [the only people I know who might text me at that hour.]
I reached for my glasses [no! I don’t want to wear contacts; thank you], but couldn’t locate them in the near total darkness. I turned on the standing lamp, put on my now visible glasses and looked at my iPhone. I saw these words [in addition to the content that automatically comes from WP regarding comments]:
“By the way, I got your book this week. I’ll be reading it soon.”
Well, lo and behold, my little heart just lept with joy.
Now, I’ve been steadily selling my novel, METAL MAN WALKING (preview) by hawking it to people I know and to acquaintances and sometimes to total strangers. The online selling, on the other hand, has been slower than a snail’s progress across a hot sidewalk! I knew several someones had recently purchased my book from either Amazon.com or from my e-Store. But who?
Now I know at least one of “the who?”
What is remarkable to me is how much it means to me to sell a copy of METAL MAN WALKING. The feeling is akin to the one you might get while watching your child talk to and play with another child. You’re relieved your child reaches out to another; you’re pleased your child shares himself or herself; you’re glad and proud that’s your kid!
Thanks for reading my kid!