And the winners are…

I want to thank everyone who participated in this giveaway, whether you entered to win a copy of my book, posted news about the giveaway on your Facebook page or blog, or stopped by to leave a friendly message.

Drum roll please . . .

And the winners are:

21) Sam I am

22) Cynthia

28) Heather

I have sent emails to the winners. If you don’t receive it, please contact me at Margaret@MargaretReyesDempsey.com and provide your full name and mailing address, and indicate to whom you would like your book personalized.

If you didn’t win but are interested in reading The Benefactor, it is available in both print and e-book formats. Please see my website for further details.

Thanks for sharing your favorite books with me. Happy Reading!

Giveaway: 3 Signed Copies of The Benefactor

I was planning to do this Giveaway on Ground Hog Day, sure that Punxsutawney Phil would see his shadow, dooming us to six more miserable weeks of winter. But I don’t need that punk Phil to tell me nuttin’ as I sit on Long Island buried under a foot of snow. So, for all of you who are finding it difficult to get out and just want to settle in with a cup of tea and a book, I’m giving away 3 signed copies of my romantic suspense novel The Benefactor to see you through the cold.

Here’s a blurb:

They say the truth will set you free…

After her parents’ tragic deaths, eight-year-old Kate Barrett began receiving anonymous gifts from someone called Secret Friend. Years later, after landing a challenging job and the apartment of her dreams, she is caught off guard when another package shows up at her now unlisted address. Troubled that someone is watching her every move, she sets out to discover the stranger’s identity.

The pressure rises when a coworker’s flirtatiousness crosses the line and Kate makes a disturbing discovery at work. Just when things couldn’t get more bizarre, love comes from a surprising direction, and shocking clues to the mystery surface in an unthinkable place. But nothing can prepare Kate for the truth about Secret Friend, the deaths of her parents, and how her destiny has been cunningly manipulated.

See my website for reviews, praise, an excerpt, etc.

The Rules:

  1. You are automatically entered to win if you post a comment at the end of this blog and mention a book that you love.
  2. One entry per person, please.
  3. No entries after 11:59 PM Eastern Time, Sunday, January 30, 2011.
  4. Winners will be selected at random and announced on Monday, January 31, 2011.
  5. No purchase required.

Good luck! Feel free to link to this post on your blog, Facebook page, Twitter account, etc. so your friends and family can enter as well. And if you see something here that you like, subscribe to my blog to get notified of new posts and future giveaways.

Have a good weekend.

UPDATE: The winners have been announced in the post And the winners are…

Marketing or Madness? You be the judge.

That there is the Ron Popeil of book promotion.

Who is that crazy man hanging upside down, you ask? My dad, of course. Hi Dad. 😀

For the record, I’ve warned my parents that any information that comes my way may end up in a blog. Now I think they just might be tempting fate. When this photo showed up in my inbox last night, well…you can’t make this stuff up.

Here’s what mom’s email said:

I just got an urgent call from Dad in the basement, which requested that I bring my camera. Being the helpful person I am, I hopped right to it – and this is what I found:

Dad reading “The Benefactor” on the Kindle while on the inversion table with Marilyn in the background and the name of the book indicated on the alphabet play mat.

Should I send for a psychiatrist?

Um, well, maybe.

Needless to say, I howled with laughter. That’s truly inspired, dad. And inspirational. It’s been a little over a year since my romantic suspense novel The Benefactor was published, and I admit it’s been a learning experience trying to balance promoting the book with writing my next novel. Midway through the year, I started to devote more time to the writing part. But Dad has reminded me that as long as my book (baby) is out there, it needs to be promoted (nurtured). So, my very first new year’s resolution is to do just that.

The Benefactor is available in both print and e-formats (including Kindle). Check out my website http://margaretreyesdempsey.com for information on the book, reviews, excerpts, etc. Here’s a blurb to whet your appetite:

They say the truth will set you free…

After her parents’ tragic deaths, eight-year-old Kate Barrett began receiving anonymous gifts from someone called Secret Friend. Years later, after landing a challenging job and the apartment of her dreams, she is caught off guard when another package shows up at her now unlisted address. Troubled that someone is watching her every move, she sets out to discover the stranger’s identity.

The pressure rises when a coworker’s flirtatiousness crosses the line and Kate makes a disturbing discovery at work. Just when things couldn’t get more bizarre, love comes from a surprising direction, and shocking clues to the mystery surface in an unthinkable place. But nothing can prepare Kate for the truth about Secret Friend, the deaths of her parents, and how her destiny has been cunningly manipulated.

One of my goals in promoting my book has always been to give back to the community. As such, all of the net proceeds from my book signings have gone to causes such as Pediatric MS (bet you didn’t know kids could get multiple sclerosis), literacy, donations to schools, etc. If anyone out there would like to partner with me for a charity event, feel free to contact me at Margaret@MargaretReyesDempsey.com.

Happy New Year! Wishing you many creative moments in 2011.

Be-uh He-uh: Successful book promotion may require some form of refrigeration

[I’ll get to the translation of Be-uh He-uh in a moment for any out-of-towners.]

My book, The Benefactor, was released by The Wild Rose Press last week. For the past few months I’ve been gazing into space and doing research on the best places to promote a book. Believe it or not, a bookstore is not that place. One local, independent store told a fellow writer that she should set the retail price and they’d take half. Only bad thing was it cost her $3 more than that “half price” to purchase the books at her special discount from her publisher. So, for the privilege of sitting at their store, it would cost her $3 per book (and that’s not even factoring in the cost of shipping the books to her).

Discouraged by her news, I thought maybe a few local writers could pool their funds and get a table at the mall one day during the holiday season. How much could it be? I’ll tell you. One table for one Saturday between Thanksgiving and Christmas costs $800. You’d have to sell a lot of books to just break even.

Joking around, I told one of my writer friends that we should get a table in the meat aisle of our local warehouse club store. There’d be plenty of people shopping for the holidays. He told me he’d already been turned down. At first, I thought he was pulling my leg. But no. He’d gone to the store where he had shopped for years and the manager was very excited about having a book signing there for him. But when the request made it to the “powers that be,” the answer was a resounding, “Nay!”

With disbelief that a writer wouldn’t even be welcome to sit in front of the frozen turkeys, but feeling that I was onto something, I spent a few more hours gazing into space, brainstorming with myself. Maybe it’s that the Yankees have made it into the World Series, but those guys at the stadium who walk around with the cases of beer cans sitting in ice, screaming “Be-uh He-uh” (that’s Beer Here for those of you not from the Metro New York area), suddenly came to mind. Maybe they had room in their beer cases for my romantic suspense novel. The odds are that at least some of the women sitting in the stands are glazed over and there only to impress their dates. They could get started reading immediately and maybe create a buzz in the stands. Though in New York, creating the wrong kind of buzz will get a hot dog thrown at you…or worse. Still, a bit of mustard never hurt anyone.

My mind continued on. What about those guys with the coolers heaved on their shoulders selling cold drinks on the beach? “Ice cold water, iced tea, The Benefactor, ice cold water, iced tea, The Benefactor.” It has a nice ring to it, don’t you think? And there are plenty of women on the beach, some perhaps in need of a good read.

Then this idea popped into my head…a truck rounds the corner, its bell ringing and the warped strains of “Turkey in the Straw” playing. Children run from their homes. It’s the ice cream guy. He reaches into the freezer, pulls out a bomb pop for little Johnny, and The Benefactor for his mom.

Refrigeration, I tell you. Successful book promotion will undoubtedly come down to some form of refrigeration. I’ll let you know how it turns out.