Another Amazon sale

I don’t know why I cross my fingers sometimes. I did so tonight when I checked Createspace to see if perhaps I’d sold another book this week. Lo and behold, I did! I sold another copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY earlier in the week. Now I only need one more sale this month to get paid the royalties owed to me at the end of next month.

Happy Reading!

 

Anonymous sale

And I sold a copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY on Amazon.com to an anonymous reader –

A Gift

Today, I gave a copy of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY to the man ( and to his wife ) who worked a miracle on my giant yard. The man and his son trimmed my hedges, cut down trees, trimmed tree limbs, mowed grass, carted away stuff, etc. There is still a bit more to do, but I am thrilled with what’s been accomplished so far.

Yes, he charged me a considerable amount of money, but…

I gave him THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY because his wife “loves to read” and as a nurse, she used to “do heart surgery.”

Here’s trusting they’ll enjoy my novel.

First Review of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY (**Spoiler Alert**)

The Eight-Foot Boy
by Carley Eason Evans

Jeff Bickley’s review Jul 18, 13
4 of 5 stars
Read from July 13 to 17, 2013

** spoiler alert ** In The Eight-Foot Boy, we follow the early life of young Tim Holden. Not Timothy, just Tim. Tim is born a bit longer than the normal baby, and continues to be taller than anyone else his age. By the time he graduates college, he is taller than anyone. He is also extremely intelligent. He graduates college at the age of 14, after spending the majority of this schooling being tutored by Scott Flanders.

In truth, it’s a delightful (sometimes scary) story about the relationship between a boy and his tutor who becomes his best friend. Scott becomes a father-figure to Tim, mostly because his real father is a pompous jerk.

Most interesting to me, is the effect music has on Tim. At one point in the story, he finds an old record player and some vinyl records. When he plays the records, the music literally knocks him down. Yet he finds great pleasure in music, even stating that it is the only thing that makes him happy. We leave Tim at college graduation, wondering what happens next. Satisfied, yet not quite.

Two Sales

I sold 2 copies of THE EIGHT-FOOT BOY today. One person paid me $16; the other didn’t pay me (at all)… Life is such a trade-off, isn’t it? I so appreciate the person who paid me more than I asked; and the person who misunderstood me and who was misunderstood by me as well.

At any rate, happy reading!