Before my debut novel GUESTLIST was actually a tangible object that people could purchase and read, I told everyone that it would be available at all the usual online book retailers: Amazon, Barnes & Noble, Powell’s. (Hey, Powell’s, what the hell?)
“Oh, sure,” I said. “I’ve spoken with them, they pretty much said they’ll be ready when I’m ready.”
Turns out that hasn’t been the case.
You see, despite my being a local Brooklyn author and the claims of my neighborhood bookstores’ desires to support and showcase the work of local authors, I’ve been getting the run-around from damn near everyone.