Let's start with the numbers. Got some thoughts, but I'll save them until the end of things, here.
(Note: Edited to reflect sales report, and count KENP properly.)
The Thin Black Line Between Infernal and Divine sold 41 copies, bringing the running total to 337.
Keep an Ace in the Hole sold 30 copies, bringing the running total to 355.
Dire:Born sold 68 Ebook copies, 6 Print copies, 1 Direct Sale Copies, and had 71 KU reads. This brings the running total for 2016 to 2519.
Dire:Seed sold 72 Ebook copies, 5 Print copies, 0 Direct Sale Copies, and had 67 KU reads. This brings the running total for 2016 to 1827.
Continuing the trend, profits from this month look to be about half as much as the last month. This would bode poorly for next month, but fortunately I've got the third Dire book written. Just waiting for my last beta readers to do their thing before I dive into editing. So it'll be out, sometime after Gencon. Probably only a week or so, if all goes to plan.
I've already got the next book outlined. This'll be one of the MG cutesy dragon books, and I think I've got an awesome story here. Just have to, y'know, actually write it.
Definitely looking forward to getting by with fifty or sixty thousand words, versus the usual hundred thousand block I shoot for with the Dire books.
You have to mix it up every once in a while. If you don't, you go nuts. And with the anticipated profits from Dire three, and the box set thereafter, I've got about half a year to experiment and try different things. Maybe even writing to market! Shock, I know, right?
I found a niche and I've been hammering it to good effect. But now it's time to check around, and see if there are other niches open too, so I don't have all my eggs in one basket.
It's funny. I seem to be following an elemental cycle, with life in general. The first twenty years or so of my life was fire... I had big dreams, I fought for my beliefs and causes, and I struggled to grab myself a place in the world. Though much came to naught, it let me blaze into a toehold for the next phase, which is earth. I spent about twenty years there, and still have a foot in that world... solid, steady work and learning to be reliable and tough. Taking the hits, walking through them, and making continual progress.
Now, with writing, I'm starting to move into water. Things move in tides, with waves rolling out and coming back in, and the market throwing up eddies and currents as I steer across this unknown sea. Storms threaten at times, and like most of us, I've spent periods in the doldrums, becalmed with no sales to keep my little book-ships moving.
Too much on the metaphor? Heh, sorry. I can never tell.
I'm in a philosophical mood. In three days my first small-press published work appears at the convention, part of a greater whole that is the game itself. But a good part, and another effort to expand my niches.
It's also two weeks past the anniversary of my first foray into self-publishing. One year, already, and it's worked out well. I'm having fun, I'm making money, and I just might have found my true calling in life. Gods, let it last. Gods, let it grow. This is good, and I am bringing honor and riches to my family. It is such a luxury and a joy to be able to say that.
I will write until I cannot anymore. I will publish through others or my own self if need be. My work will be written, and I will not stop. The only way I fail is if I stop writing. I will not fail. I will not be stopped.
And I am so very, very glad you are here with me, taking this journey as well or just watching me go.
Come! Let us grow strong together! Let us be fellow sailors on the seas of words! The course is uncharted, the storms of the market are fickle, and the only thing I can tell you for certain is that over there, there be dragons.