Over two weeks ago, I did my second contest to see if anyone could guess what my character’s name DICO stood for. As a prize for someone who guessed correctly, I was willing to send them a signed copy of my book.
There were a grand total of zero guesses.
At the moment I’m torn between feeling relieved that I don’t have to pay shipping costs and feeling insulted because nobody thought it was worth it to try to guess what DICO was an anagram for. I think I’ll stick right down the middle on this one.
While I was thinking about the previous paragraph, the phrase “worth it” stuck out to me. For quite a while now, I’ve wondered if it was worth it to keep this blog going. Continue reading
If you want to win a signed copy of the book that Matticus and I wrote, you still have a chance. All you need to do is make 3 guesses as to what DICO stands for. If one of them is correct, you win! Easy enough, right?
Just make sure you get your guesses into the comments by 12:01 EST Tuesday morning.
After the smashing success of the last one (I’ll wait til you get done laughing at that), I’ve decided to do one more contest to give away a signed copy of the book I wrote with Matticus. Don’t worry, folks. There’s no homework on this one.
The Boss watched the replay of the press conference the news ran the following morning and tried not to laugh. They were anointing a man whose superpowers were detachable nipples as the city’s savior. He had been bothered by the last man who practiced vigilantism here, but that buffoon had been dealt with. His criminal career had barely started back then. Now he was the most powerful man in the city. The question now was what to do about the new guy.
This DICO had already foiled one of his jobs. Granted, the two men who he had beaten were just low level thugs. If The Boss was really worried about making sure he killed the shop owner, he would’ve sent better men.
…..the only person who entered.
Ok, technically two people entered the contest, but since Ra is so awesome (and because she already has a copy of my book) she withdrew her name from consideration so I would give the book to Paula. Congratulations! You’ve won yourself the greatest book ever (Once again, I may be biased).
So, once again this quest of mine to try to have a fun debate about who’s the greatest archer in fiction ends in spectacular failure. I don’t get it. Is this a question that’s not as interesting as I think it is? Is asking for a separate post too much? Does nobody read my blog? Or, is it a combination of all of the above?
It’s probably just as well. I can’t figure out how to do a poll on this new posting set up anyway. I’m sure one of my fellow bloggers could help me out with it, but there’s no point now.
I am still curious who everyone thinks is the greatest archer in fiction, however, so feel free to let me know in the comments.
Have a good night everybody!
Ok, everyone. The first 33 Grams of Blog Contest is almost over. You only have Sunday and Monday to submit your entry to win a signed copy of the book written by Matticus and I. All you have to write a few short paragraphs on who you think is fiction’s greatest archer and why, link it to any of my contest posts, and wait for the voting to begin. It’s so simple even I could come up with it.
Want to enter the 33 Grams of Blog contest to win a signed copy of the book Matticus and I wrote? Don’t worry! There’s still time left. All you need to do is write a short post about who you think is the greatest archer in fiction and link it back to either this post, or the original, before Monday turns into Tuesday. Simple enough, right?
So, get your entries in to get a chance to win a free book, plus engage in a fun debate!