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Amazon Night

    Hey, everyone. I've been putting off the uploading of several books to Amazon because they have changed the procedure somewhat. I had 3 novels over there and they were selling better there than some other places. Last night, late, I finally got to work on it and started uploading those bad boys. I actually submitted 5 new works. Three were novels, one was a novelette and one was a short story. I just went over to the site and noticed they had published them live, for which I am grateful.
    I have been working on adding a feed for my blog so that every post I complete will automatically go to my Amazon Author Page. I'm not a really great computer person so it took me a little while to get it done, but now all the posts should appear both places. Unfortunately, all the cool posts of the past, such as Footsteps On The Roof, won't be printed over on Amazon unless I reissue them on The Author's Green Retreat. So I'd like to invite all the Amazon visitors to go to my blog and browse.
    From what I can gather, in order for you to publish short stories on Kindle Singles, you have to submit them via email, rather than through the normal channel of Digital Text Platform. My plan is to submit several short stories over there in the near future. It should be an interesting and rewarding experience. As I mentioned the other day, I saw that David Baldacci had sold 50,000 copies of a short story in its first week on Kindle Singles.     My next computer related challenge is how to figure out the right way to post a link from The Author's Green Retreat to my Amazon Author's Page. I think I've done everything right but the link still fails.
    Life is far from boring for me at the moment. I am renovating a house, writing a blog, publishing and promoting books, and doing some writing. I am about a third of the way through the fourth and final Centaur novel called Matilda's Bones, in which I'll wrap up the stories of all those characters that have become so real to me. (That's the series that begins with The Dan Tattoo, by the way.) Also, in the development stage is the sequel to my sci-fi novelette The Amulet Covenant. Just to round out the days I work a full time job. Whew!
     Well, the hour is late so I'll bid you a goodnight from the author's green retreat.
    I'm CE Wills.   
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