Something amazing happened last week, something that I never even really dared to dream about. Together Apart broke into the top 100 on Amazon.co.uk.
At the time of writing, it’s sitting at number 43 and number 1 in New Adult and Romantic Suspense. I’ve reverted to checking it on an almost hourly basis. It’s beyond fantastic, but I’d be lying if I said I was pooping my pants at the same time. I honestly never expected it to do so well, especially when the first few months were pretty much barren as far as sales were concerned. So now, the pressure is on for book two.
I have to keep the momentum going and I reckon I’m about 65% of the way there. But, now that I’ll be heading to Goa again, I’ve got to get it published – quick. Man, I like to put myself under pressure, don’t I?
Massive thanks to everyone who’s supported me so far, it means a LOT.
So, I haven’t been making too much of a song and dance about it because I didn’t want to be annoying, but on the last check, Together Apart was sitting at number 76 in the Amazon.co.uk Romance chart, and number 53 in New Adult.
The last few days have seen it really start to sell, and it just occurred to me, sitting here, that it’s a huge achievement – one which I’m very, very proud of. The idea of all those people reading it is exhilarating, and also, bloody petrifying. Knee-shaking, stomach–turningly terrifying. And, shortly, it’ll be available to readers on non-Kindle devices too. Gulp.
I’ve had some bad reviews, of course. I always knew I would – unfortunately there’s no such thing as a book that everyone loves, but they’ve been few and far between.
When Together Apart got through to the Authonomy Editor’s Desk, a fellow writer friend gave me a bottle of bubbly to celebrate. I still haven’t opened it, as I was waiting for a more tangible achievement – something that felt more real.
This is. It does.
So, it’s champers time! And I am absolutely, positively not going to sit here refreshing my screen every hour to check my sales and rank.