Image Credit: Virginia Festival of the Book
Yesterday I participated in a local book festival.
Can’t get those six hours back.
A big goose egg.
And no, the photo above is not from the book festival I was a part of yesterday although I did attend that festival about five years ago.
At yesterday’s festival, there were probably more author and vendors than customers. And from what I could see from my table, those that were there weren’t buying much. Those authors lucky enough to have any sales seemed to be children’s authors.
Is it the demographic? I’m wondering. The genre? I don’t know.
Or is just basically a crapshoot?
The hours I spent writing, editing, proofreading, having my manuscript proofread, edited, formatted, deciding on a cover design, working on my blog, marketing.
Lots of moo-lah.
Why? What’s my motivation?
I’m starting to wonder ’cause this ain’t my first rodeo. I’ve participated in several with my first book, albeit costly when I add up the cost versus what I actually sold.
As for yesterday’s book festival, it’s not like I didn’t try to help the cause. I advertised it on my Twitter, Google+, Facebook and Amazon Author Pages several times as the time grew near.
Where’s the support? The readers?
How about where you live? What are your thoughts?
Are people coming out?
Are they buying?
Is there simply too many books on the market?
I’d like to know.