Readers, have you ever wondered how you can get rich on the bonanza that is independent fiction? Have you considered picking up a pen and then realized there really is a skill to getting a story onto the page? Here’s an alternative to consider.
Review. I mean it. Not just a few lines of recommendation at Goodreads — if you have an enormous history of loved books clogging your living areas, you could turn out to be one of the great lights of the digital revolution.
Reviewers need a big clap; it isn’t easy. It’s a vital role, and its importance will come to the fore as the independence movement in fiction progresses. At present there are names in high places, known reviewers at the big print papers, whose word can make or break a novel. They are the people the readers go to to hear what they should be reading and what they should think about it. Going forward, a new group of people with real insight and the ability to summarize a book reliably for the wider audience will emerge with great power. Go for it now! All hail the powerful.
Meek, you will have to wait until you inherit the earth, I’m afraid.
I’ve been hunting out reviewers in the week since Touchstone hit the presses, looking at their work and their preferences and trying to find people who might like to review for me. In the spirit of sharing that has arisen, and with the sudden absence of inspired blog material, I thought I’d share one of my past lives with everyone.