You'll note a donate button over on the right-hand sidebar. That button is the start of something interesting. At the moment it's intended as a way to keep enough food in me to allow for writing to continue. Shorty, though, it's going to be a way to pay what you think things are worth.
That's right, I'm going to trust you, reader, to pay what you think stories and books are worth that you download free here on the site.
This will take a bit of time and thought on my part, but expect to see changes through the spring and summer. The first project that will use the button exclusively is a serialized novel-length sequel to the NaNoWriWee shortlister Tokyo Pizza currently entitled Side Effects (which has its own blog now). Having a pop-culture satirical adventure yarn come out in discrete chunks isn't a new thought. It really hearkens back to the days of radio drama, but it is a new thing for me.
I'm excited by the concept, but to make it work I'll have to make sure the wide world of the internet comes and reads and has fun. I'll also have to stick to a tough self-imposed writing schedule. The best way to make sure it works is simple. If you like it, and enjoy the stories, then share them with others. Tweet it, craft a short blog post, tell your friends at the pub.
It's the wild wild west of publishing these days. Let's ignore the rules and make it fun.
Buy Behind the Ruins
Tuesday, 30 April 2013
Trolling Ghana
Yes, I'm one of those guys. When the email scammers send me notes, I have to try and troll them back. Today's was from Mr. Edward Effah the Managing Director and Chief Executive Officer of Fidelity Bank in Ghana.
He has a terrible issue with $13.5 million that he'd like my help with, and wanted my information. It's confidential, so I can't go into details. I decided to send him my own plan:
I don't know why the idea of trolling some Ghana gangster amuses me, but it does. Besides, I'm curious to see if they're dumb enough to respond to a morphed version of their own horridly stupid shit.
I am easily amused.
He has a terrible issue with $13.5 million that he'd like my help with, and wanted my information. It's confidential, so I can't go into details. I decided to send him my own plan:
I have a counterproposal. In order to show your good faith and prove the reality of your claims, you can show the truth of your proposal by depositing a "good faith" amount of $10,000.00 (US$) into a PayPal account I will specify. The deposit will be returned to you upon the completion of your proposed arrangement, and will be lost should you fail to complete the arrangement.
As a first step, please supply the following:
1) A scanned copy of your personal photo identification
2) Your physical address
3) A non-Webmail email address
4) Your PayPal account name for the return of the deposit
Thank you
I don't know why the idea of trolling some Ghana gangster amuses me, but it does. Besides, I'm curious to see if they're dumb enough to respond to a morphed version of their own horridly stupid shit.
I am easily amused.
Monday, 29 April 2013
Amazon and free books
This last six weeks has been an experimental period, during
which I attempted to assess the usefulness of the Kindle Select option through
Amazon. Some of the vote is still out, but early returns are in.
For those not familiar with the program, Amazon gives you
the option to enter a book into the Select program, so long as you agree that
you will not sell it through any other platform. What they give you in return is
5 days in a three-month period during which you may give away the book for free
as a promotion.
That’s it, really.
The results thus far appear to be largely ineffective.
Reviews are difficult to quantify, but I suspect I’m seeing one review per
500-1000 downloads. That’s unsatisfying, as reviews were really the only reason
I’d been interested in the program. I won’t say I was surprised. I suspect that
the vast majority of books downloaded for free are never read at all. People
just like to grab free things; it’s a monkey-brain reflex. You also run the
risk of people who really don’t like your genre reviewing you because it was
free – they’d never have downloaded your space opera, otherwise, and didn’t like
all the starships, etc.
So is it worthwhile? No, I don’t think so, but the
experiment isn’t quite over. I think I preferred to run my promotions using Smashwords
coupons for reviewers, contest winners and the like.
In the end, we all value things relative to what we paid for
them; this is why the wealthy extoll Ferrari rather than Ford. I suspect that
mass free promotions devalue the quality of a writer’s work in the mind of the reader,
consciously or unconsciously. I don’t think they’re nearly as valuable as
Amazon would have us believe.
Thoughts? Leave a comment!
Sunday, 28 April 2013
Autotweets, how I hate thee
You know those half-dozen tweets you send out every day? The boring ones that fill the spaces between the tweets about your cat or what Fox News/CNN just said in defiance of known fact?
Wouldn't it be nice to just put those on a timer so you could write and deal with those "important" tweets? Well, don't look at Dripita for that. I've had nothing but trouble with that particular app.
It's not like I've asked it to do much. One tweet every six hours from a rotating list seems like an easy enough task, but Dripita squeezes one out, then stops, unable to continue on. Or, more rarely, it kicks out two or three in a little, acidic clump - like those last three tequila shooters you just knew were a bad idea.
Hateful thing.
Does anyone know of a happier app? One that maybe, you know, works?
Wouldn't it be nice to just put those on a timer so you could write and deal with those "important" tweets? Well, don't look at Dripita for that. I've had nothing but trouble with that particular app.
It's not like I've asked it to do much. One tweet every six hours from a rotating list seems like an easy enough task, but Dripita squeezes one out, then stops, unable to continue on. Or, more rarely, it kicks out two or three in a little, acidic clump - like those last three tequila shooters you just knew were a bad idea.
Hateful thing.
Does anyone know of a happier app? One that maybe, you know, works?
Friday, 26 April 2013
Tokyo Pizza FREE this weekend. Get your reading freak on.

This is your chance to see why Pizza was a shortlisted finalist in HarperCollin's 30-hour Novel competition.
Tokyo Pizza. It tastes a little different.
http://www.amazon.com/Tokyo-Pizza-ebook/dp/B00C7IHSX0
Thursday, 25 April 2013
Shadowrun Returns - gaming nerdgasm
An unsolicited squeal of glee for Shadowrun Returns. We'll be seeing it very shortly, and anyone who remembers the great cyberpunk-meets-fantasy pen-and-paper roleplaying game should drop by the Harebrained Schemes website and poke around.I've loved the setting since FASA (R.I.P.) brought it out, and it's nice to see the guys managed to float a successful kickstarter and make this game happen.
For those who have no idea what I'm on about, Shadowrun is a SF/fantasy alternate near-future setting where your elite computer hacking black-ops specialist might be an elf, and your heavy weapons thug could be a troll, with the heat of the action occuring in a very different, yet oddly familiar, Seattle.
It's a LOT of fun.
Wednesday, 24 April 2013
Stone Sky teaser
Just a first-draft bit of one of the two novels I currently have underway. It's a fantasy piece, but not the standard sort. No dragons, unicorns or zombies. This is copyright Michael Lane 2013.
Verrin sat on the stone bench outside the Westarch barracks and watched three casteless youths beating an older scavenger with silent, bloody-minded attention.
The trio were doing a job of it. Two held the target’s arms, while the third, a sallow-faced dwarf with a short, forked blonde beard, hammered at the victim’s face with a fist slick with blood. They’d run him down in the street, sandals clattering, just as Verrin had gotten comfortable.
The barracks’ iron gate squealed open and Verrin glanced to his left. Another dwarf, clad in mail identical to his, took a few steps into the street and stopped, staring at the fight.
"Kolosh," Verrin called. The newcomer glanced over, offering a sketchy salute and walking over to take a seat on the bench.
Verrin sat on the stone bench outside the Westarch barracks and watched three casteless youths beating an older scavenger with silent, bloody-minded attention.
The trio were doing a job of it. Two held the target’s arms, while the third, a sallow-faced dwarf with a short, forked blonde beard, hammered at the victim’s face with a fist slick with blood. They’d run him down in the street, sandals clattering, just as Verrin had gotten comfortable.
The barracks’ iron gate squealed open and Verrin glanced to his left. Another dwarf, clad in mail identical to his, took a few steps into the street and stopped, staring at the fight.
"Kolosh," Verrin called. The newcomer glanced over, offering a sketchy salute and walking over to take a seat on the bench.
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