|This is also not a cold virus, but where we|
promised we would take Cressy.
(Only when she gets better.)
Just checking to see if you're really paying attention.
|This was the best representation of Karma|
that I could find. Dilbert and Scott Adams rules.
In the meantime, B&fuckingNoble (sorry for the language but I'm incredibly pissed at them now) has been sitting in an imaginary world where they don't have to deal with indie authors who publish with them through pubit! or smashwords. Apparently this is the world where they don't answer emails, they don't answer their phones, and they don't have voice mail. Apparently they also don't train their customer service staff to deal with the authors that they encourage so virulently to publish with them. I sold the majority of my work through B&fuckingNoble this year. Probably over 60,000 sales and I'm so angry I want to jerk all my books off, but I don't want to lose my customer base there. So I've concluded that B&fuckingNoble hates my guts and doesn't want to do business with me. It probably doesn't help that I posted their email on my blog and encouraged fans to feel free and email them. I don't know how many of you emailed email@example.com (whoops, did I do that?) but thank you for the support. (Thank you! No, THANK YOU! You really, really like me.) Maybe it will make a difference. I'm not sure what to do next in relation to this perplexing situation. I've written emails to the CEO and everyone else I can think of, and I've got nothing in response. The B&fuckingNoble community board has dozens of complaints along a similar line and they're still doing nothing. Clearly they're not interested in supporting the indie authors that they try so hard to bring in. Bet they like the paycheck but hey, why bother supporting the author?
Okay, enough ranting. No wait, one more picture.
|Not an actual B&fuckingNoble coupon.|
Lastly, happy holidays to all and to all a good night. (Or whatever time it is where you're at.)
This is what I think of December 21st, 2012: