Wednesday, 18 January 2017

Selling ebooks direct

Dear all,

This post is about selling directly from a website. I decided recently to make all of Thinking Plainly’s ebooks available to purchase as digital files from our company and author websites. But honestly…. this wasn’t because there was any demand for them! It’s more because I love trying new things out, learning and developing, even if it won’t see any immediate benefit. There really wasn’t any need but part of the fun of doing things yourself is that you don’t need anyone’s permission to experiment.

The superficial reason for doing so is to add a bit of new content to our websites and attempt to make them look more professional. I’m not saying I’m unhappy with my website but it is very early days and there is a lot of work to do but as the bulk of the content is already there I’m limited to what I can add. I may change the overall look and theme as that needs some work but in terms what people can see and access it’s more or less there.

In terms of functionality it makes our websites slightly more interactive. A lot of the content is text and images that are purely for information, not for modification or playing with. All of our works are sold through distributors such as Amazon so aside from a few preview boxes it is all links. It’s nice now to have a commercial feel on the website itself.

More seriously though, the long term strategy is to make my digital footprint as big as possible and build the foundations of online sales technology so should there be an increase in our following we can maximize any opportunities. I’m not saying that’s going to happen and it’s nothing more than wishful thinking if I am being totally honest however that in itself is not a reason to not try it out. It is much easier and quicker to remove work than it is to add it and by learning all the integration stuff now I’m not really losing anything. It may prove to be a waste of time in the realization of the idea but I still would have learnt a lot and experimented with something I haven’t done before so as far as I am concerned it is a worthwhile adventure.

In short, I have set up an account with a digital download company called Send Owl, check them out here: and I have then integrated two payments solutions with them. The first being PayPal: which I am sure you have heard of, and the second a company called BitPay: which unless you are interested in cryptocurrencies you may not have heard of. For a few years now I’ve had a layman’s interest in the world of financial technologies and have watched the rise of cryptocurrency Bitcoin as well as several other cryptocurrencies. I thought it would be a fun thing to do to practice more of what I preach and actually integrate a Bitcoin provider into the SendOwl payment system so as well as customers being able to buy our ebooks with bank payments or credit card payments via PayPal, they could also pay with Bitcoin. I don’t see it as a revenue stream because I don’t see my ebooks selling (I’m not purposefully downplaying our work, it’s just that without a serious marketing plan/budget and social media campaigns – which are some way off yet – there is no point pretending) but I do see it as learning something new that potentially could be very worthwhile later down the line.

When someone purchases an ebook they will receive an email confirming their purchase and a link to click on where they can download. They can download the .mobi version of the story (for Kindle), the epub version (for most other major ereaders) and a PDF version (in case they want to print it off and read). They don’t have to download all three but they can if they wish. It’s still just the one price, they don’t pay for each version.

The one difference to buying it direct from a distributor such as Amazon if you have a Kindle, is that you have to upload the file to your ereader yourself but I have done that many times myself and it’s not a hassle. Of course that means you could copy the file and send it to your friends but I don’t care about that at all. I’d be over the moon should someone feel it worthy to copy and share!

As I say, it’s early days but it’s been a nice distraction to work on something like this and get away from writing for a while (I realise that’s not the point but you know, we all need a break!) and you never know, it may prove a good move in the years to come if things go the way we hope they will.

Then again, you may think it is a terrible idea and that I have opened myself up to a tonne of paperwork and legal issues that could have waited and it’s a lot of fuss and expense for nothing. Perhaps you are right! If you have thoughts on the subject send me a message, I’d be interested to hear.

All the best,

R.G Rankine.

Thursday, 22 December 2016

Harpy Blinks - new short story ebook

Dear all,

I released my latest short story ebook, ‘Harpy Blinks’ on the 18th December. It is most certainly not a Christmas story but December is when it just happened to be finished and I wasn’t going to wait around.

The story centres on a forty-six year old man who appears to be unhappy with the way his life has turned out even though by all markers he seems to be doing quite well. While taking his department out for a drink (there is a section before this happens that you can read part of on the preview below) to celebrate a new promotion he meets a young woman. This young woman turns out to have a connection to him and as such they begin a conversation. It is evident she is drunker than he is. As the night progresses he stays drinking with the young woman and the story follows the conclusion of the night from his point of view.

The preview above is for the US Amazon site but to buy in UK you can visit:

I had a story like this in mind for quite a while, and as I have mentioned before most of my short stories have been drafted years ago, and it was just a case of getting around to it. (All of my new ideas are being channelled into the novels I want to write over the next five years.) However it did change quite a lot in the writing. My original idea was to present a dilemma to the reader. I wanted to set out an ambiguous tutor/student relationship whereby your instinct is to presume there is something awry or unsettling in the relationship but upon examination you can find no evidence to suggest this. Therefore the whole story plays upon societal norms and expectations, and depending on your personal point of view, asks more questions of you than it does the characters. But as I started writing I found that I wanted to present a much more explicit and defined situation. I felt this gave the reader more of a problem because it wasn’t the case that they would have to dig to find something unsettling and balance their own sense of proprietary, rather they would be presented with an uncomfortable and unsettling situation and then have to confront themselves with how they judge the characters. It became a much more fulfilling exercise in writing although there were some uncomfortable moments for me too. For starters, it contains sexually explicit material. Not of the erotica kind, or the steamy-beach-holiday kind, but more of the everyday lustful, unsentimental animalism described in everyday crude language. I was reminded of all the interviews I’ve seen where an actor describes being in a sex scene and all they could think about was that their mum would be seeing this…

Without giving the story away it wasn’t just the language that was difficult. It was the portrayal of abuse. I won’t say any more than that as I want the story to stand for itself and allow for many interpretations, I don’t want to give concrete explanations that may change a reader’s perception of the piece. All that I shall say is that it was not a nice place to put your mind and I hope that transfers to the reader. 

The problem with writing drama is that despite what the word ‘drama’ means you risk normalising situations. As I was writing, I was thinking how many people could or would see themselves in the characters I am creating. One on hand that is what I am hoping for, to reflect modern life and let people associate with situations they may find themselves in, or have found themselves in, but on the other hand, I’m not writing an essay. It is meant to be enjoyable, readable fiction (well, enjoyable in the language not necessarily in the subject matter) and I don’t want to make it so every day that it reads more like a newspaper article. So some aspects are heightened and some ignored, some described in detail, some overlooked, and so on. As I wrote, re-wrote and edited, I found myself naturally gravitating towards a certain kind of focus as that is where I felt it had the most impact. Writing in that way is very joyful because there is quite a lot of freedom, I didn’t feel constrained to fit into a preconceived idea. Although, yes, it is very hard to delete lots of work because it doesn’t ‘feel right’ or doesn’t ‘fit in’, there are moments when you feel days and weeks of work are totally wasted.

This was a totally fictitious story, not based on anyone I know or a personal experience of mine. That’s the first thing people ask of course but I was prepared for that and will quite happily repeat that I am not Harpy, I am not the young woman, and there are not two people out there that are. But of course, yes, you cannot help but draw upon people and experiences to create characters, it is just they are comprised of dozens, hundreds if not thousands of people you come across during a lifetime, some for brief moments, some part of your life forever. As I built these characters up I both became them, and also distanced myself from them. I wanted to make both characters identifiable but not necessarily likeable. It’s a natural thing to do when starting to read a story, to ‘side with’ the main character as in most cases they are the traditional protagonist hero. However I didn’t want that. I wanted the reader to be doubtful, to be concerned, to worry about the way things are going and of course then you feel like you are betraying the people you have just created because you are intentionally making them look bad. It’s a strange feeling to have to write badly of people but again, quite joyful because it makes you think: if this character is effecting me and I know them inside and out because I created them (and by inside and out, I mean I know the characters information to a far higher level than I could ever fit into a single story, in fact a lot of the time spent developing a character can feel wasteful because you know you are never going to include this information in the story itself, yet that’s the only way to make them believable) then what will a reader think about them when it is the first time they will have encountered them!

As I have said many times, I am a novice writer and I know I have a long way ahead of me but I feel this story was a good lesson for me. I learnt and developed a lot during this process and I feel a better writer for it. I guess you should feel that way after every story but I don’t. This time however I was a lot stricter on the editing and a lot more focussed on making it ‘readable’. I tried to be as brave as possible in my descriptions while still not being too exacting, the whole show-don’t-tell thing not being my strength. I feel I stuck to my aim of describing something in a thematic way without overtly expressing my personal opinion or being too didactic. I want all of my stories to be things people can associate with even if in a general ‘this is society’ way and this may be an uncomfortable but not by any means unusual example.

The cover image is pretty straightforward symbolism. The beginning of the story describes a single afternoon in a local park or field and I thought I would use that. I visited a field I know and took lots of different photographs all of the same place but at different angles, heights and lengths. I then applied different colour saturations to each of them, playing with hues, tones, brightness, and so on before placing them in a haphazard order. Very simply this is meant to imply that a memory, no matter how strong, can be fragmented, incorrect, changed over time, not in the right order and certain elements emphasised whilst others minimised. Therefore the cover shows that although it is the same place you are looking at (or rather memory, or even, future ideal) it appears very differently and not in the way you would expect.

I feel happy with the story although I do have to be truthful and say that I didn’t want to take up any time over Christmas so I made sure I finished it for a 2016 release. It may well have been better to have waited a while and done one more round of re-reading and editing but I had to make a decision. I have two more short story ebooks ready for 2017 (although this time back to collections, three in each, of much shorter length) that will be Collection Four and Collection Five. They need some work done but are more or less there. And I have one more short story that will be of similar length to this one that I would like to finish by the end of spring. Those aside, I will be returning to my novel in 2017 as I need to get that finished. I am glad I took time out and entered competitions this year as I feel I learnt and got a lot from it but I won’t be doing anywhere near the same amount in 2017, instead making sure I get a decent draft ready of the novel. Wish me luck as I am doubting myself before I even finish this sentence…

Have wonderful Christmas and New Year celebrations.

The best to you all,

R.G Rankine.

Tuesday, 22 November 2016

SHORT STORY COMPETITION: The Brighton Prize Flash Fiction

Dear all,

Here is my last short story competition entry blog post for the year. I entered more but some of the longer pieces I have decided to include in a collection sometime next year. From August onwards I did not enter any further competitions because I focussed on one particular short story that developed into a 30k word piece and I will release that as an individual short story either just before or just after Christmas. During the year, while making note of suitable competitions, I noted around 90 that I could feasibly enter and once I have finished this 30k piece I will have to decide what time I want to spend on entering these in 2017. I do need to plan ahead as I desperately want to get back to working on my novel. Yet, I do feel I improved this year through entering competitions and I have dozens of ideas (most of which have actually been started) ready to go. I am not the fastest of writers and I am concerned about not finding the right balance. I feel it is very important to finish my novel and I do not want to leave it much longer. Also, my colleagues at Thinking Plainly have nearly completed their latest works and so we have a lot of work ahead finishing those and getting them out there. It will be a busy winter that I am looking forward to.

I'll keep you posted... but for now, here's the last of 2016's entries to share with you. Until you buy my ebooks in the new year that is ;)

The Brighton Prize
The maximum word count was 350 and there was no given theme.

Form Filling

Her jaw jutted forward as if her response would normally flow. The flinch rattled her grey fringe, and her composure with it. In one sweeping motion she raises her glasses from her chest, tied around her neck by a fraying shoelace, high to the top of her head, clamping the loose hair.
‘I mean, you know, it’s… it’s… look, just put it down for now, we can change it later,’ mum said. She was scrabbling for words, talking to me like I was five years old.
‘Up to you. Leave it if you want… just because I- ’
‘I know I can put what I like, thank you very much,’
Her eyes widen and the look of a thousand tellings-off creeps into her expression. She knows not to bother making a fuss though; it’s an argument neither of us can win. It’s just a form, she thinks.
‘Leave it at that please,’ mum says. She stares at the screen, ready to tackle the next page.
‘All done,’
‘That’s it?’
‘Yep. Nothing more to add, we’ve put in all the details they want,’
‘Oh. Lovely. Didn’t take long!’
She smiles and pats me on the shoulder as she leaves. I watch her lower her glasses and let her hair fall, her way of showing relief. My hand almost reaches out to grab her, to pull her back and smash her face into the screen.
‘Bye! Anything else, just give me a shout!’ I say cheerily.
‘Thank you love!’
Her voice fades as she enters the kitchen and I hear the kettle click. I look at the form and press the icon that takes me back to the previous page. I see the word ‘Catholic’ and tap it. From the drop down selection I pick ‘No Religion’ and replace her choice. I nod in silence. After all this time she still feels pressured. She doesn’t even know how indoctrinated she is, that’s the problem. For all her success… underneath it all, she still can’t be herself. I’m doing her a favour.
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There we go; now it’s really all done.