Keeping the balls in the air

I’m off for a scan tomorrow, Monday. Before last week I’d never heard of a PET scan (thought I’d misheard the word), but since then I’ve seen it mentioned several times and have even spoke to people who have had one. I will get the results in two weeks’ time when I see my specialist. On the book front I’ve just had a three day promotion for ROSELLI’S GOLD. I won’t know how successful it has been, but I expect to make at least one sale out of it; maybe more. I have a promotion scheduled for a week tomorrow. This one is for HELL’S GATE, which I believe is probably my best book, although of all my titles, NORTH SLOPE sells consistently more. My current project is slowly taking shape, but I have other diversions coming up. On Friday I will be heading off to UK for the British Speedway Grand Prix at Cardiff, returning Sunday. It means I will miss the World Cup final, but that’s something I have to put up with. I will also be setting up a Smashwords doc for my book, THE EAGLE’S COVENANT. It will be free of Amazon’s clutches after the 21^st because that is the date the Kindle Select programme finishes for that title. I have had all my other titles taken out of the Select programme in readiness for publishing them on Smashwords. I will still keep them on Amazon, but with myself as publisher. Once I have THE EAGLE’S COVENANT re-published on both sites, I will run a promotion for that. It’s an excellent thriller, even if I say so myself. And even though I wrote the story several years ago, my forecast about Europe was quite accurate. I sometimes wonder if it’s because the story is set in Germany that it puts a lot of English and American readers off. German police procedure may not be everybody’s cup of tea, but there’s a similarity between all police organisations that readers will recognise.

One of the Facebook sites I follow, a site populated by writers, I have noticed a fair amount of Sci-Fi, paranormal titles, fantasy and YA. Naturally there are thrillers and romance too, but I do wonder if I’m in the wrong game and should be writing about blood sucking vampires and men from Mars. I couldn’t imagine trying to dream up a storyline that stretched fiction beyond its natural limits, but then I suppose any fiction can be construed as Sci-fi because that’s what it amounts to: it’s all make-believe. Might be fun trying one day. Wish me luck!