Saturday Updates

This morning, we're sticking with what we know. 

Sore ankle on one foot, gout in the big toe on the other. 

For 15 minutes yesterday we thought the president was about to die. Mrs. Stroock, who works for big pharma, told us to relax, this was perfectly normal, and it is. Phew.

We've analyzed our sales data since Three Sea's release last May. Overall May was a good month. Sales jump 29% in June, dropped 22% July, 16% in August and then 20% in September. Those are slow declines. Usually sales drop by half per month. Additionally, sales of the other five books in the World War 1990 series remain remarkably strong, outnumbering sales of Three Seas in total. In fact, over the last 90 days, sales of the other novels are around 50% of Three Seas, each. That is remarkable for books that have been out for as long as five years. 

No wonder we're planning more volumes. We plan to get The Weser done quickly, maybe by the end of next year.

Speaking of, we're reading through Nederland again, and it's looking as good as it can. As we've noted before, this sucks. It's like listening to a song one used to love but doesn't. Grating.

By the way, on Goodreads Three Seas has 75 reviews and a 4.0.

Seven Stories is acting like a backlist book, which is better than we thought it'd do.

Which brings us to The Great Nuclear War of 1975. Do we think a half-assed Mexican invasion is a good way to spend the Winter of 1976? It's not a bad idea, and it sets up the stage for General Haig's return and for himself to run for President in 1980. Now let's ask ourselves, just what does American look like in 1980? We'll be blogging it all next week. Send along some ideas, people.

We anticipate The Great Nuclear War of 1975 breaking the 100,000 word barrier, which scientists thought impossible to do outside of laboratory conditions. We are very good at what we do. We can do a read through that large and are going to have to figure out another way.

We've been toying with the idea of designing some wargames. We worked a little on something the other day. Maybe it's something to do in the afternoon deadtime. We keep getting that bug so there's no reason not to do it.