Get yer copy of Echo!

What the nose-forest is going on, my fellow assiduous pluckers and waxers of unsightly filaments?  This is just an afternoon reminder to grab yerselves a copy of Echo!  Rest assured—even though Echo’s got wizards, they don’t grow bushy boog-traps above their upper lip!  And if you’ve read any of my work, please remember to leave a positive review for it on Amazon.  It only takes a minute of your time, and you don’t need to have made a “verified purchase” in order to do it; you only need an Amazon account (in case you read my stuff through Kindle Unlimited or other means).  To give you an idea of how balls-face amazing positive Amazon reviews are to us indie authors, imagine this:  you’ve just had your Thanksgiving nommies, and now you’re sighing and rubbing your gigantic Food Baby with greasy fingers.  But much to your horror, you hear a tiny voice inside your belly saying horrible things.  Things like:  “Soon we will gobble this host-body’s soul, and tear through its rectum with vicious aplomb.”  NO!  No rectum tearing, with or without aplomb!  You leap up from the table and waddle to the bathroom, rummaging through your friend’s medicine cabinet, looking for a cure.  You scream, “DON’T YOU HAVE ANY FOOD BABY ANTIDOTE???”  And when your friend replies, “THAT’S NOT EVEN A THING!” you curse him for a fool.  Dolt!  Troglodyte!  Then you feel Food Baby kicking, and you drop to your knees, groaning in agony like a dude who’s about to erupt with a Xenomorph chest-burster.  Suddenly, Father Merrin (from the Exorcist) bursts in the door and begins chanting over you, and you scream in agony as Food Baby thrashes and hisses within your guts.  Sweat beads across Merrin’s brow as he chants louder, eyes bugging with determined focus.  Then, just before you’re about to faint, the essence of Food Baby leaves your body and passes through the air like evil vapor, infecting Father Merrin.  He stumbles out the door, clutching his stomach and wincing in pain.  Chuck Norris leaps out from the shadows and spinning side-kicks Father in the guts, causing Merrin to explode in a splatter of blood, bones, and Gross.  Whew!  See—that immense relief you’d feel at being spared death by Food Baby is EXACTLY what we indie authors feel when we get a positive review on Amazon!  So do your favorite indie author (and perennial Man Child) Kent Wayne a pogo-belly sized favor and leave him a positive review on the ’Zons!  Thank you all and have a Good and Chill Night!!!  🙂 🙂 😀

Get Echo Vol. 1 on Kindle here:  Vol. 1 on Kindle.  Vol. 2 on Kindle here:  Vol.2 on Kindle  Vol. 3 on Kindle here:  Vol. 3 on Kindle  #kindle #kindleunlimited #sciencefiction #scifi #books #novel #book

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