That’s simply too long a span between books.
For traditional publishing, it isn’t too long of course. One year was roughly the time span between the hardcover release and the paperback. Publishers don’t want to cannibalize their own sales by releasing titles by the same author too close together. One year was traditionally the span between record releases by bands too. Same logic applying, milk every last drop out of the current work and let the audience (if there is one) clamour for more before putting out something new.
As a business model, that used to make sense, but I don’t think it really works anymore. Not in this atmosphere where everything is sped up and instant gratification is the game of the day.
The choice of entertainments now are bewildering, the clamour for our attention overwhelming. Amid all the blockbuster movies, must-see-TV and the bottomless time-suck of the internet, who has time for something as slow and solitary as reading a book?
As the months ticked by and the new book still wasn’t finished, I fretted over losing any momentum I’d gained. I worried that any readers who liked the first book would be long gone by the time the new book came out and I’d be crushed flat under the shear volume of pop culture grinding along.
I think I fretted needlessly. I’ve heard Joe Konrath say a million times that ebooks are forever and books don’t really compete with one another. The new book will not be pulled from any shelf to make room for the next James Patterson thriller. Readers who are devouring the latest Ken Bruen or George Pelecanos right now may find my humble book down the road.
Every book has a slow climb to finding eyeballs. This one will be no different, so here it is.
This is a revenge thriller inspired by one of the most famous true crimes in Canuck history; the massacre of the Black Donnellys.