ARTs – An Author’s Frontline

I’m hoping to do my best Henry V imitation and exhort many of you to join my Advance Reading Team (ART) immediately.

A quick Thank You here to my current dream team. You know who you are so I won't embarrass you by naming names.

What exactly is an ART?

An Advance Reading Team is an indie author’s first line of both attack and defense. The war terminology is out in full force now. What I mean by this is that they spot glaring errors and help us authors gain support and enthusiasm which is so crucial when launching a book.

What do you get out of it?

As a member of my ART you would get:

A FREE advance e-copy of any upcoming books
The opportunity to name a character in my next book
Your name listed in the front matter if you have provided feedback in the review period

What do I get out of it?

In return, at the time of the book’s official release, I’ll ask you for an honest review either on Amazon, Goodreads or both. This is because reviews can be the difference between an author succeeding or failing. They are critical for several reasons:

They give other readers the chance to discover new authors of genres they enjoy
They allow authors to qualify for advertising and promotional opportunities
And they boost a book’s online visibility by moving it up in rankings lists

- What you need to know before you sign up

1. You need an Amazon account in order to post reviews. You can set one up here for free.

2. Or a Goodreads account. You can set one up here for free.

3. You must be signed up to my author newsletter as this is an exclusive opportunity for my newsletter subscribers and faithful supporters.

4. Advance Review Copies (ARCs) are sent out to members of the ART about 3 weeks before the scheduled release

5. Your privacy is as important as mine is to me! So I will never share your data with third parties. For more on this please read my privacy policy.

6. You are in no way obligated to read and review every book you receive

If you’re ready to join, please click the image below.
Claim your FREE e-copy of Memoirs of a Feline Familiar by entering the redemption code: ARTs.
And you're done!

If you've subscribed to my ART I'll be in touch soon with your first Advance Reading task.

Thank you for your continued support of my writing. Wishing you countless happy hours of reading!

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