OMG.
I just spent all day ordering my first ever promotional postcards.
Okay, maybe not allll day. But it felt like all day because I had to redo the postcards so that they fit within the bleed margins. I thought I already had, but apparently not. Also, apparently my powers of math are weak, because they weren't quite proportioned right. After playing with resizing the existing postcard sides, I gave up and rebuilt them from scratch.
Then and only then was I able to upload them, order them, and I then find out that with the not-cheapest but not most expensive shipping, they will arrive the day before Orycon.
!!!!!!!!!!
That's a little tighter margin than I like, but I'll live. And they are done. Done! For this batch, anyway. With the heart attack moment at the end of ordering time (finding out when they'll actually arrive) I think I would have preferred to go with a local big box instead and worry about getting the cheaper price later. Especially since the shipping was scary expensive. The moolah I saved I basically lost to shipping. Assuming the quality would have been the same (I'm not sure it is) I think I would have rather spare myself the heart attack and buy the cards at a higher-per price and driven them home myself.
But, having said that, now that I'm a (scarred) postcard-creating veteran, I can save buckaroos by ordering larger batches with essentially the same shipping from the same company.
Or not. These postcards may not result in any sales. If not, I guess I'll be out about $60, which is not devastating in the grand scheme of things. If so, it'll be money well spent even if it only initially sells me a couple of copies. That'll be a couple of chances for reviews, a couple more chances for the word to get out, but most importantly, a couple of chances for the writing to prove itself (or not.)
The Journal
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The cover is embossed with gold foil, artwork of an ancient Persian garden
with a pair of deer. I open the new journal. The spine crackles faintly,
and t...
3 weeks ago
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