I was feeling a little cranky earlier today. Okay–more than a little. I’ve hit the point in a particular revision which I’m working on when I have to start writing new material, not just tidying up what was previously written. And I found out this morning that a program which wants to reprint one of my books will be doing so *at least* another year in the future (I was informed I’d made their list a year ago). The program comes with a stipend for authors, and I would love to receive my cash sooner rather than later.
So, yeah, feeling demoralized.
Anyway, last week, I’d noticed that the sales of my first book, A Dozen Daisies for Raizy, had gone up. The book takes place on the day before the holiday of Shavuos, which I figured was boosting sales. I also tried to work a little social media muscle to make sure people knew the book was back in print and how to reach it. I decided at about noon today to check where sales are at THIS week.
#27 in CHILDREN’S JEWISH FICTION BOOKS
Imagine my surprise. This wasn’t a new book–it’s over a decade old! My original readers are in their late teens now, no longer into picture books for themselves and too young to want a copy of Raizy for their children or students. I’m assuming I have some new readers due to increased social media reach and/or parents are buying books usually found in their Hebrew school or Jewish day school library.
I’ve had librarians call that book a classic, and maybe this is a sign that it really is.
It heartened me a bit.
(I checked my other books and Adina at Her Best, which was underperforming previously, seems to have gotten a tiny bump in sales recently and also had a really thorough and kind customer review I hadn’t yet seen.)
I’m still feeling like I’m trapped in a hamster wheel. Still wondering when will I sell my next book. But I’m a teensy-weensy bit more optimistic that I’m not completely wasting my time by writing.