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I Did It!

 I can now add Published Author to my CV. 

If you're reading this, you already know I write. A lot. Always have. Probably always will. 

For years, many have suggested I write a book - erm, perhaps those folks missed my audiobook

In the past year or so, I've written a full-length novel (Tales From Americatown), and roughly four collections of short stories. So, what to do with them?

I've found the publishing world to be as awful as the music industry. I've had conversations with a number of literary agents, as well a few small publishers. Color me uninterested. The next reasonable step was to look into self-publishing. 

I have a few friends who have gone this route, to varying degrees of success. Mind you, we each get to define success our own way. To me, success is finishing a story (or a song, album, performance). These friends have freely given tips and pointers, and for that I'm eternally grateful.

After looking through different methods of self-publishing, I have (for now) opted to go with Barnes & Noble.  This is not without its own drawbacks, but I'll attempt to deal with those bit by bit.

I've been reticent to publish anything in e-book form. Not unlike digital music downloads, the biggest problem here - at least to me - is the lack of physical inventory. This requires a lot of trust. I don't trust easily. Like respect, it must be earned. To this day, Amazon still owes me thousands for downloads. While I'm thrilled that people enjoy the music, it would've been nice to cover my costs. But I digress.

Anyhoo, I decided to compile a short, e-book only, compilation - just to test the waters. For all I know, people only want to read my work if it's FREE. In this day and age, I get that.  That said, since I started publishing short stories here on the ol' bliggetty blog, thousands of people have been reading my stories every month. I must be doing something right! 

So, my new (and 1st) officially published 'book' is AVAILABLE NOW from Barnes & Noble.

It's titled THE GRANADA FILES: A SAMPLER - and that's exactly what you'll get. It's not a full-length collection by any means - but a way for new readers to have a look and decide whether or not they find my work worth their valuable time. I would have liked to give it away for free, but B&N made that difficult (which is probably a good thing - they have bills to pay too). I set the price at 99 cents. I doubt I'll be adding an addition to the house with the money. (I'll get a whopping 69 cents per copy - NICE)

If you're interested (and I truly hope that you are) you can grab YOUR COPY by clicking the image below. Allow me to add a Thank You in advance! And please, be sure to leave a review. Doing so will help other readers find the book. 





BODIES, a full-length collection of short stories, will be available soon in e-book AND physical formats! In the meantime, thanks for reading and don't worry, I'm always writing something! - MM





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