Reading Your Old PDFs on Kindle

Do you have a collection of PDFs that you'd bought before Kindle came around?  Or have you bought a book that's not yet available at Amazon?  Here's how you can upload them to your Kindle.

Email the file to your Kindle address at Amazon.  It'll be on your Kindle within moments.  This little trick also works for HTML files.

Be aware, though, there is a fifteen cent charge for each book you do this to.

(Thanks, Edna!)

Wow. Just...wow.

Once again Amazon has managed to leave me utterly speechless.

I have been waiting for Mr. King's latest selection of short stories, and when it released Tuesday, I went straight to Amazon to check the prices.

To whit:

Hardcover - I can buy at $14.90 from Amazon, or for $13.40 elsewhere (list price is $27.99)

or

for $14.99 on Kindle 

Which is why I came to the decision to wait, and hopefully the ebook price will drop to $9.99.

But wait!  It gets better!  Go to its listing here on Amazon and scroll down to read the "tags" like:

publisher greed
never at that price
agency 5 price fixing
absolutely too expensive
9.99 boycott
too expensive for kindle

(Me thinks this price war is going to get interesting.)

Now Available! ISABELLLA, a Tale of Paranormal Horror

Now Available!
ISABELLLA
A tale of paranormal horror
by Gail Smith
(Linda Mooney w/a)

Four years ago Byron Shales was a manager for a department store. Now he hunts down and captures the newly zombie-fied dead, and resells them at auction to the highest bidder. What his buyers do with them after the sale is finalized is none of his business, and frankly he couldn’t care less.

His beliefs and apathy come to a sickening halt when he elects to keep one young woman for himself, and discovers that all his pre-conceived notions about these non-living creatures have been a lie. In fact, the truth about Rothsburg’s Disease may be more horrifying than the flesh-eating creatures it infects.

http://www.lindamooney.com/Isabellla.htm

And available on Kindle!  http://www.amazon.com/Isabellla-ebook/dp/B003YOSC40

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EXCERPT:

Taking the snare pole in both hands, he took several steps into the room. Habit made him double-check the corners for signs of another one of those things. A good trapper had to keep an extra pair of eyes in the back of his head if he wanted to live long enough to spend his money.

Glancing back at the girl, Byron saw she had gotten to her feet, but she remained where she was. If he didn’t know any better, he would swear she wasn’t in any hurry to attack him.

"What’s the matter? Why won’t you come over here and take a bite? Huh?" He held out an arm in invitation. "Come on. Here it is. All nice and warm and juicy. Bet you’d love to take a chunk out of it, wouldn’t you? Well, come on!" He gave his arm a little wiggle. "Come one and try."

The creature looked at his arm, then back at him. She took a tentative step toward him. Byron took an identical step backwards.

"That’s right. Come and get it. It’s full of warm blood, and I bet you’re hungry, aren’t you?"

She took a second step, which he echoed in reverse, but her gaze wasn’t on the tempting arm he was baiting her with. She was watching him. As ridiculous as it appeared, it was like she was wary or something. Byron shook his head. No way, man. No fucking way.

He grabbed the snare pole with both hands and played out more of the wire. The creature stopped. One of her hands reached for her throat, and he nearly dropped his jaw.
It was starting to be too goddamn freaky.

"What’s with you, for Christ’s sake? What’s with the hesitation? You’re acting like you have intelligence, and we both know that can’t be true. You’ve been dead now for, what? A few days at the most. Not more than a week. You’re fresh. I gotta hand you that, but your brain’s been rotting inside your skull all that time. There’s no way you could be thinking, much less anticipating me."

He took another step, and this time the girl took a step backwards.

"Fuck!"

Enough of this bullshit, Shales! Get her!

Determined to end this imaginary stalemate, Byron strode over and slipped the noose over the thing’s head, pulling it tight as he gripped the end of the pole.

She didn’t struggle.

She didn’t howl.

She didn’t fight him or the noose.

Byron stared in shock at the creature. He had been hunting zombies for nearly four years, and nothing had prepared him for this. No other undead had acted this way, and those dead things were as predictable as night and day.

He tugged on the pole. The creature didn’t react one way or another. Byron frowned. Maybe her attack button was missing. That, or she never had one. Or it had rotted away.

Something flashed at the corner of his eye. The setting sun reflected off something like a window in the distance. The distraction reminded him he was wasting time. Plus it was a good three miles to the compound if he wanted to get there before the gates were closed for the night.

Pulling on the pole, he watched as the girl reluctantly took a step forward. Then another. Gradually, she followed him outside and to the truck. The entire time her hands remained dangling by her sides.

Once they reached the pickup, he debated whether to slam her up against the board of nails so he could cuff her. To his shock, he saw the creature’s eyes look over at the thirteen-by-seventeen piece of wood attached to the side of the vehicle before she glanced up at him. Warning bells were going off in his head, but at that moment he was totally dumbfounded.

"Shit. Don’t tell me you don’t want to be pinned. Is that it?"

Christ, why was he even asking her? She was dead! She had no brain function anymore. Therefore she couldn’t think, and she damn sure couldn’t be dreading what was about to happen to her! She was already dead, for fuck’s sake! What could be worse?

"Fuck this," he muttered, dragging her to the tailgate. He grabbed a pair of cuffs out of the toolbox and jammed the end of the snare pole underneath the ramp. "All right, girlie. Let’s see if you fight me now."

Dear Linda,

Why did you self-publish one of your stories?

1.  Because it was an older story that had already been with a publisher, and

2.  It was a horror story.  But in the land of romance novels and romance loops, and after being with a primarily romance-focused publisher, it didn't sell well, so

3.  Once the contract was fulfilled, and I got my rights back, I felt it was still good enough not to hide in a drawer.

4.  Therefore, after some research, I decided to go the Amazon Kindle route to sell it as an ebook.  I also got a new ISBN number for it.  Plus I went with Lulu to make it into a print edition, so I can sell it at book signings.

(The results?  It's doing VERY well over on Amazon!)

WhooHoo! JOURNAL Has Broken Into Amazon's Top 100!

It's time to do the Snoopy Dance!  My zombie horror novella JOURNAL has just broken into Amazon's Top 100 in the following:

Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #24,686 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store) #81 in Kindle Store > Kindle Books > Fiction > Horror > Occult

If you have a "taste" for horror, check out the links (below and down the right-hand side of this blog) to my horror books and blog.

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Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #18,362 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#59 in Kindle Store > Kindle Books > Fiction > Horror > Occult

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Edited to add on 07/19 at 10:00 a.m. ct

Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #9,605 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#34 in Kindle Store > Kindle Books > Fiction > Horror > Occult
#57 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Horror > Occult

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Edited to add on 07/19 at 2:15 p.m. ct
Amazon Bestsellers Rank: #7,912 Paid in Kindle Store (See Top 100 Paid in Kindle Store)
#25 in Kindle Store > Kindle Books > Fiction > Horror > Occult
#50 in Books > Literature & Fiction > Genre Fiction > Horror > Occult

Now Available for Kindle! FIRELIGHT, an erotic paranormal romance

Now Available on Amazon for Kindle!
FIRELIGHT
An Erotic Paranormal Romance
(ebook) ISBN# 978-1-4507-1941-4
Word Count: 10.3K
$1.99

An old cottage. A cold winter's night.
And shadows on the wall reflecting
two bodies in the heat of passion...
except that one of them died over a century ago.

At first, Connie thought the disembodied voice in the room was due to her exhaustion. But when the apparition insisted she was the reincarnation of his lost love, she had no choice but to allow herself to become swept up in the moment, the memories, and the romance.


For more information, go to my website

In Case You Didn't Know, My Books Are Available for Kindle, Too!

Or should that be "Kindle 2"? ;)

Either way, I had an email asking me if my books were available on Amazon for the Kindle. Yes, they are! Not all titles, at the moment, but they will eventually be listed over there for that format.

Thanks for asking!