You know what pisses me off? I mean, really. Along with my novels, I have a number of short stories published on Amazon. And there is some jerk who, from time to time, buys one of those short stories, reads it, and then returns if for a “refund.” How do I know that is happening? Because he or she will buy it in the morning, and then return it late that afternoon. Just time enough to read it because they are only 35 to 50 pages long.
That is abysmally cheap. It is hard to accept that, for $0.99, someone would stoop to that kind of activity. Hell, I would give them the thing if they asked. I’ve bought my own material a number of times when someone, who showed a real interest in my work, expressed a genuine desire to read it. So I’ve presented it to them as a gift. I did that very thing just this week for a kind person.
So here’s the thing. If you want to read one of my $0.99 stories, and that is really going to cause you grief and a hardship to spend a buck, send me an email and ask me for it. I’d rather pay for it myself than have you pull such a really low-class stunt.