We were driving to church Sunday morning and talking about The E-Book. “It’s really a bummer that I didn’t think of all this sooner,” I told Gabe. “Father’s Day would’ve been the perfect time to promote and release an e-book for husbands about sex, but there’s no way.”
Except that there is.
I took Sunday off from writing, then wrote for 7 hours straight today.
And I finished the stinkin’ thing.
And I thought to myself, “Could we do this? Could we release it, say, the Thursday before Father’s Day??”
Well, it certainly couldn’t hurt to try.
I have four people looking at it/critiquing it right now, including my dear husband. At 10:40 tonight, I posted on Facebook that he was up on our bed with my manuscript and a red pen, and I was scared to go up there. For several reasons. I did finally venture up, and he seemed to be unhappy, but I guess he was just concentrating.
And then he wrote on my Facebook wall, “After completing two of six chapters, this book’s going to be well worth the investment for my brothers.”
Well. That makes me feel warm and fuzzy.
So. All night long I’ve been busy working on promo stuff. E-mail, Facebook, Twitter. Gabe went through his list of Twitter Peeps and got a ton of them on board.
I got feedback on Chapter 1 from this dear critiquing soul, and it was oh, so helpful and encouraging.
This. Is. Coming. Together.
I am so not a marketer. Any fabulous ideas for tying this in with Father’s Day? Any catchy slogans? Cheesy commercials? I’ll take anything you’ve got.
p.s. And I promise to talk about something non-e-book-related soon.