I woke up yesterday to discover The Killing was deal of the day on Amazon UK. Just 99p for 24 hours. By early evening it was number two on the whole of Kindle, behind a title that was 20p. At the same time my first book , Death in Seville (originally Semana Santa), was cut to 99p too and the first book in the Costa series, A Season for the Dead, to 74p.
A lot of people bought these books yesterday. Quite a few got in touch with me through social media too and there was a common thread in some of the messages which I guess I’d summarise as, ‘Sorry I bought it so cheaply — I’ll pay more for the next one, promise.’
Please, you don’t need to apologise. I’m a writer. I like my work to be read. I don’t sit there thinking, ‘God they got that cheap.’ What’s the point? I’m just happy my work is finding an audience, whatever the price, and that people are buying it or borrowing it through libraries not ripping it off over the torrents.
So don’t ever feel you’re somehow cheating an author by grabbing a quick bargain if you see it. The world doesn’t work that way. We’re grateful for your time and attention.
Oh, and one more thing as they say. All of these promotions take place outside the little world an author inhabits, usually anyway. I didn’t know these promotions were coming up. I’ve no idea if more are on the way, or how long some of them will last. I could ask I suppose but I don’t want to. I write books, I don’t sell them. That’s someone else’s job.
So if you see something you fancy at a bargain price, whoever wrote it, I’d snap it up and don’t feel a moment’s guilt. When I see someone reading one of my books I never ask myself how much they paid for it. I’m just pleased to be seen doing the rounds.