Katie sent me a heads up a few weeks ago about a short fiction contest from Lulu. My natural inclination was to say that I can't write fiction.
But then I saw that one of the prizes was a Nook. And I would really like a Nook because then I could give it to my kid for Christmas and she could stop stealing my Kindle (can you get tons of free old-timey kid books on Nook like you can on Kindle?).
So back to not being able to write fiction: I got to thinking and realized I'd just written up my birth story for the benefit of myself and the boredom of a few friends and relatives. Contest stories only had to be 600 words long. I could write 6000 words about making lunch yesterday and it, like much of my life, would sound ridiculously fictional.
So I did some editing and published that silly thing on Lulu. It is an EPUB. I have no idea what this means except that I can't read it on my Kindle (I guess it can be read on a Nook, which is great because the only person I know with a Nook is Gauntlets and she's already read it). I don't know if it's done properly because I couldn't figure out how to preview it. I wanted to charge about $0.04 for it but then I learned I'd have to charge a dollar to turn a profit of one bright zinc-y penny. At the end, I got a message that said, "Your story has successfully be submitted." I thought that sounded really promising.
So if you'd like to pay $1 for the privilege of attempting to read an unpreviewed EPUB of my most recent birth story (oh yeah, it's a birth story--ew! Don't worry, though; it's just about the human condition), here's your big chance. Only 9900 zinc-y pennies and I'll be able to buy a Nook like suckers who would never win that dang contest anyway. Or a Kindle!