On this day in 2016, as I am reliably informed by my one-time daily viewing of Facebook, I started reading An Image of the Times: An Irreverent Companion to Ben Jonson’s Four Humours and the Art of Diplomacy. This took me down a rabbit hole of memories, and by a happy coincidence gave me a post to write today instead of trying to finish several book reviews that are on the go, not to mention the three hundred other drafts still patiently guilt tripping me.
One of the things that also comes up on my social media feeds constantly are adverts for how to sell a manuscript, which I don’t have, and how easy it is to make £££, which I believe it isn’t. It’s all very tasteless and mercenary, although I’m never one to begrudge anyone a profit for their hard work.
Whilst casting my mind back to starting An Image of the Times (and smelling those pages!), I remembered the surprise of opening the parcel and finding four books instead of the two that Nils-Johan had originally, and kindly, offered to send. That wasn’t the best thing however, inside An Image of the Times, was a letter typed on a thick piece of paper, this unexpected letter (currently still inside the book, which sits a continent away) encouraged me to keep reading, writing and making friends with people who love words.
Too often I see the term ‘networking’ used in the adverts, it’s such a cold term, and is off-putting which is why it is rare these days offers to review authors are accepted. Lots of novels have been turned down, usually romance and thrillers because authors don’t take an interest in the blog or the type of person they are asking to review the book, they just want to get the book out there regardless, which is fine but find the right blogger for your book, and write a letter that’s not been copy and pasted a thousand times.