Every month or two, I get money for my book. Last month it was $0.39 — thirty-nine cents. This month was even better.

For anyone who wants to know why I haven’t bothered to write another book, this is the reason. If you don’t have an agent and a contract, it’s really not worth the effort of writing a book. At least when I blog, I’m pretty sure a few people actually read it. Maybe not as many people as used to read it, but it doesn’t go entirely unnotice.

I love that Amazon will always deposit the money, if there is any. Some months people buy or maybe borrow? the book and I get a notification that someone read it, but I don’t get any money. I’m not sure how that works, but it’s not like I’ve got a best seller out there, so whether I get 1 cent or a few more pennies? Not a real issue.

Still, I do find it curious that somewhere someone decided to get a copy of my book and maybe actually read it. I have not looked at my book lately. I’ll have to look and see if there are any more reviews. I’d be very surprised if there are any. I’m surprised that anyone still occasionally reads it!

NOTE: There actually are some more reviews — and even a couple from people I don’t personally know — on or offline. Gee, I suppose I should check more often. For anyone who bought my book and read it, thank you! I wish I’d done a better editing and proofreading job on it, but if nothing else, I was sincere and I meant every word, even though I may not entirely agree with me anymore.

Categories: #Books, #Writing, Anecdote, Author, Humor

Tags: authorship, humor, Marilyn Armstrong, writing