My book “The Spinster’s Revenge” has proven to be a crashing disaster. I have written 24 books now. Every one has sold and had pages read, especially during the first week out. Every one. Except TSR. Not one book sold. Not one page read.
So I had to sit back and think. Why? Why this one? The same writer wrote it… moi. My usual style of sexy cover. The blurb is my usual, giving hints of what’s inside. So I posted the issue on a Facebook group I’m in. I think they may have come up with the issue. The damn book title.
“Spinster” is not very sexy, instead conjuring up old ladies. “Revenge” would indicate some sort of premeditated murder. So I guess old ladies contemplating murdering someone might not sell in the romance category. The thing’s a romance! It’s a romance between a trans woman and a young lesbian during the throes of a hurricane.
<sigh> Hubris. Conceit. I had conceived of the title several books ago after a discussion with a friend. I had mentioned I expected to die alone. I was never going to get married. The other person said we’d be spinsters together. I liked the sound of that. (I kinda like the other lady, too, but don’t tell her.) So in my mind, sitting around spitballing titles, I came up with the The Spinster’s Revenge. No book idea to go with it. No nothing. Just a title.
Thus this book, a book born of the love of a title on which I tried to shoehorn a story, crashed unceremoniously. Lesson learned. Browsers on Amazon only have a few seconds as they pass through the choices available. Better catch them fast or they will browse on
All is not lost. I will delete it from Amazon, come up with a better, sexier title, and republish. The story’s fine… at least I think it is. My usual stuff.