Friday, February 22, 2013

Goals

As most of you know, I've been slogging along doing okay selling my novel, The Summer of France, although I'm nowhere near a movie deal or quitting my day job (yet!).
This month I decided to set a goal of selling 28 books, equivalent to one book per day. That seemed like a manageable goal.
This is an alternate cover that I did not use
I had my Kindle giveaway the weekend after Valentine's Day and 870 people downloaded my book, including more than 150 in the UK and 6 in Germany!
My number of sales were increasing slightly. I had 14 sales on Feb. 20, so I hoped I could still sell 14 more for the month to make my goal.
Today, on Feb. 22, I checked my sales and I have 22 total sales for the month. So for today anyway, I have met my goal of selling one book per day.
That makes me happy.
For people with bestsellers, this probably seems silly, but I'm thinking momentum. Who knows what could happen?
And I just checked on Amazon, my book is #59 under Travel/Europe/France. That puts me in the top 100!
Thanks for all of your support. (If you haven't read it yet, it's available on Kindle for only $3.99 or in paperback for $14 at Amazon).
I'm going to start thinking about my goals for next month.
Onward!

5 comments:

Sally Tharpe Rowles said...

Congratulations, Paulita! I think that is wonderful & how cool all those free downloads! It's a great book,so I am sure that the numbers will continue to grow. It just takes time for people to hear about it, but it's happening!

Paulita said...

Sally, Thanks for your words of encouragement, and, of course, for the lovely picture you let me use on the cover of my novel.

Alexa said...

Not a small accomplishment, Paulita—and I hope you'll be pleased to hear that I was one of your paying customers. :~}

Anonymous said...

go girl!

Linda said...

That's great! I think the hardest part of being a writer, after writing the book, is promotion.

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