The day started with a bang when I checked my rankings at Amazon and saw that there'd been a sale of both the print and Kindle versions of Exchanges. I'm hoping it achieves enough web sales so that the publisher asks me to do another book. Next up would be my near 200,000 word rock n roll epic, Rising Star. When I first began it in the late 80's, I imagined it as a mass market paperback, my stab at a best seller type novel. I had no idea that fiction based on rock n roll has not been commercially successful, whereas the lurid memoirs of band members sell like ice cream and candy. I'm getting ahead of myself, as I doubt more than 20 copies of Exchanges have sold online. It would probably take a lot more than that to do the trick. Out of curiosity, I checked the rankings of all of WheelMan Press' books, and mine was ranked higher than all but one, including the latest by the publisher himself. Of course, this may be only a temporary bump. The book isn't even listed at the website. He must not have updated it in months. I doubt he's embarrassed by the content, otherwise he wouldn't have published it. I haven't heard from him since I purchased 60 copies in May. My hope right now is that exchange personnel will give the book as a Christmas gift.
It looked like it was going to be a complete shutout for the floating book shop until the last half hour. My thanks to the gentleman who purchased the book in Russian and the ladies who bought the John Grishams. And thanks also to Bob, who donated a bag full of quality DVDs that includes Gladiator and The Silence of the Lambs. I'm very surprised not one sold during the session. I'm always nervous when Bob shows because he suffers shortness of breath and seems on the verge of cardiac arrest. He's at least 65 and probably 50 pounds overweight. He is the bizarro Political Man, Jeff that is, a frequent visitor to my usual nook in Sheepshead Bay. Bob is his exact opposite in that he excoriates liberals rather than conservatives. Both are Jewish. Bob refers to his liberal brethren as Yidiots. He is waiting for a friend to undergo an operation and recover so that they can head to Hollywood and pitch their screenplay about an Orthodox Jew hiding out in a European monastery during WWII. The plot sounds radically different than the one he related a few weeks ago that had brothers keeping a camera trained on an alley in a seedy neighborhood, and capturing a murder on film. Either the refugee is another element of it or Bob is, as I've suspected from the beginning, a B.S. artist. I hope I'm wrong and he gets the millions the millions he believes the work deserves.
Vic's 4th Novel: http://tinyurl.com/bszwlxh
Vic's 3rd Novel: http://tinyurl.com/7e9jty3
Vic's Website: http://members.tripod.com/vic_fortezza/Literature/
Vic's Short Story Collection (Print or Kindle): http://www.tiny.cc/Oycgb
Vic's 2nd Novel: http://tinyurl.com/6b86st6
Vic's 1st Novel: http://tiny.cc/94t5h
Vic's Screenplay on Kindle: http://tinyurl.com/cyckn3
Vic’s Short Story on Kindle: http://tinyurl.com/k95k3nx
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