feedRanking Schmanking
For a very brief period over the weekend, both my Amazon.com ranking and my BN.com ranking were below 1000. Now I find myself wishing there was no such thing as ranking, because all it seems to do is encourage obsessive compulsive disorder. I cannot sit down at the computer without checking my ranking. And I'm annoyed when Dean Koontz's dog book (that is, Trixie Koontz's dog book) is rated lower than my own. And the truth is, I don't really mind folks buying the Trixie Koontz book. I encourage people buying books of all stripes, most of the time. But here's another problem in the making. Our local independent bookseller has run out of my book. They are utterly out. And so, apparently, are all the west coast suppliers. (There are other bookstores in Spokane who still have my book in stock, so the problem is not as dire as I'm making it out to be, I'm sure.) So Ingram is shipping 75 books to them by 2 day air. But still. It's Christmas week. I'd rather not have this bookstore run out for two full days. Completely dry. And they've sold 490 copies of my book since October 19. Just a few away from 500. They are happy campers, to be sure. But happier they would be had they ordered an extra 50 copies or so in their last shipment. What can I do? Very little, it seems. It is not a particularly bad problem to have, I suppose. But it still makes me itch.
