So this week was the Healer’s Touch release day (the 31st). Pretty exciting times. Strange times, though. Everyone starts asking, “How are the sales going?”. My answer? “I don’t know”. I mean, I can guess, but really I have no idea. I have no way to check each and every sales channel and find out numbers and combine them to know anything… So, I don’t know.
Plus, unlike the big publishers that start getting reviews and building excitement months (sometimes a year or so) in advance, we didn’t do that. We’ve been hunting reviews in the weeks leading up to the release, but reviewers are pretty busy and some flat out won’t look at Indie Authors/Small Publishers. So, it’s a steep climb. It’s a “Hurry up and wait”… You put the book out there, and then you wait for it to take off… hopefully… (o: But you don’t sit back. You keep looking for someone to review it, and other ways to let people know it exists. That’s the big thing. No matter how good a book is, how are you going to sell it if people don’t know about it? So, each and every person who says “I read this book and it was awesome”, I love you.
Anyway, I felt like getting away from Books. I wanted to share a contrast I’ve noticed. I mean, I’ve seen this coming… but still… Check this out:
This is my mini horse, Chino, the day I bought him:
This was the end of October (in the Southern Hemisphere)… spring time, so he still had a pretty decent winter coat on him. He was also born further south than I live – generally colder down there! He was just a year old, and I thought he was gorgeous.
Oh… heh… My parents were out of town for the weekend. But it was my dad’s birthday, so we spoke on the phone… My announcement? “Happy Birthday, dad. I bought me a horse!” …
And this was him this weekend just been (he’s 5 now):
Sleek, huh? Lost all his fluff, finally (he still had some when we took him to the beach mid-December!). He only loses it for a week or two in January-February, and then it starts growing ready for winter again…I don’t clip him because I don’t live with him, so getting over there when he does or doesn’t need a blanket isn’t always straight forward. Simpler to let him look after himself in that department. I don’t show him, so no worries on that score. He lets me have the joy of having and working with a horse without the expense and harder work of a full-sized one. I trim his hooves myself and the property owners live in a house on the property, so someone’s always around to keep an eye on him if I can’t get over as much as I like. I dream of a day when I can buy a place to have him just outside… one day, one day… (So, what are you waiting for! Go help me promote my book! … ah… yeah…)
But notice the roaning… he isn’t the strongly tri-coloured pinto I picked up that day. But, I’m loving the white marking that have developed on his face, and I just adore the very Arab-esque (short, wide) shape of his head.
Just goes to show, when you buy a horse, there is no point buying on colours! Especially prior to 5 years… He was one when I got him.
Here are some other snaps through the years:
Total trust… He sorta looks at the saddle with a “What is that?” look, but never gets upset about it. I’ve put it on him a few times. We haven’t had kids ride him, yet… Not long, though. I think he’ll be fine. He’s so laid back. That’s Topaz with him. Topaz belongs to the property owner.
Anyway… I could do this forever, but I had better stop before I run out of media space!
Yay, self-indulgence! (o: