¦ dialing in from the Sky Bunker ¦
I had an interesting experience a few days ago. Late on a Friday night I’m settling into the warm fuzz of an Old Fashioned cocktail at one of my nocturnal haunts. I check-in online and take a peek at how my Social Networks are doing. Everything is good then I take a look at my blog stats. Massive traffic spike, happening live as I am looking at it. I check referrer URLs and see all the eyeballs are swinging over from The Guardian website.
I follow the URL back and find it’s an article by columnist Damien Walter on the Sci-fi genre of Cyberpunk 30 years on since William Gibson came out with Neuromancer.
Sadly they weren’t referencing my written work alongside the Great Man himself, merely linking to an image of Terrorcat a cybergoth model I had blogged about.
Darn it! That would have been more than nice. :o)
Still a welcome nudge up the rankings and it did generate an uplift in sales of God Seed and Iron Man Project – which gave me a comfortable feeling of confidence that folks coming to my website / display of wares are quickly discerning which books are cyberpunk and which are more general Sci-fi Dark Fantasy.
The experience follows on from a while back when The Guardian gave an excellent review of my novel The Black Lake. This book is less Sci-fi and much more horror in the fold of H.P. Lovecraft, as the book melds further ideas into the Cthulhu Mythos.
Interestingly, the review came out of the journalist’s journey through the output of self-publishing; she seemed frankly surprised that my work was any good – and wondered why I hadn’t been snapped up by a traditional publisher. Answer: I’ve not been looking.
The review did suggest I update my covers, which I’ve listened to and since completed an overhaul thanks to the amazing talent of Ben from London design duo The Sprezz.
Side Note: I met William Gibson back in the summer of 1996 when he was in Bristol, doing a reading / book signing tour of the UK to promote his latest novel. Back then I was so broke I could barely afford the bus fare into town never mind buy a copy of his novel. I’d left my job that spring to write a novel and had reached the end of my funds. But I listened to him read (fab!) and then queued up along with everyone else. Everyone was clutching a hardback copy of his book. I was clutching a brown paper envelope with a luminous green label on the front: GOD SEED. When I came to his table I rather sheepishly confessed I was poor and asked if he would be gracious enough to consider looking at the MS of my novel. I handed him the envelope. He did smile, before his publicity people swept in and wafted me away.
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NOTE: Featured Hero Image of William Gibson – source unknown, please advise and I’ll credit.
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