Six weeks after ordering copies of Contraband, I finally received them.
Immediately, I got to work trying to get the book out. I sent an introductory letter and a review copy to the biggest distributor on the island. They got back to me within a couple of days, wanting a ‘final copy’ of the book.
Smarty pants that I am, I got a printer to bind a few copies of the book. I reasoned that I needed to get those copies back and didn’t want them to start looking tacky. Cheap, I know, but when you’re working with the exchange rate we have in Jamaica, you gotta use your head.
So, I had to send another copy off to the distributor. I haven’t heard back yet, but what I want is for them to do is go ahead with placing an order so the books will be here in the shortest possible time. I also let them know I have a few copies available.
While that was going on, I wrote to a bookstore. They took the three (3) copies of the book I gave them.
I hit a speed bump with another book and stationery outlet. They did not need a review copy, but naturally wanted to see the book before they agreed to sell it. I dropped off the book last week. The store owner has yet to make a decision. The store manager hinted that this slower-than-snail’s-pace is par for the course with the boss.
The part of me that’s spiteful hopes that when they get back to me, I won’t have any copies left to give them. Mean, I know.
I’m spinning my wheels again. If the distributor takes on the book, I’ll have a lot less legwork to do. Once they import the book, they will send it to all the major stores on the island. I wouldn’t have to send out any additional review copies, which would suit me fine.
While drafting this, I called the distributor. The purchasing managing is off for a couple of weeks and I’m to speak with his second-in-command when she comes back from wherever it is she has gone.
Yeah, it’s been like that the whole way, but you know what? Nothing worthwhile comes easy.
Onward I go…