The Algorithm Is Sovereign
After examining how my retailers handle their metadata and how the algorithms work—and studying launch plans—I think the best course of action is to separate the release dates of my next two books. I’ve got some shadow drops in the works, too.
Releasing two books sounded great on the surface, but after careful study of the industry standards (even those in music and games) and prayerful consideration, each novel needs its own time to shine.
The rapid-release model and my goal of perfectionist prose don’t align perfectly with the type of author I want to be.
So, Crown of the Orphic Queen will be released this next Valentine’s Day Week, because I thought it’d be neat to release it after a lot of revision and making sure the final product is hot.
The Voided Promises of Noble Songs will be released on January 27th, 2026, to space out release dates and not overcrowd visibility on places like Amazon, since I have Numinous: The Golden Tunists coming out December 30th, 2025 (and there’s no reason to delay this novel).
It’s more about playing to the tune of the algorithm and giving each book a month to breathe before releasing the next than craft issues.
A terrible book is awful forever, and a delayed book has the potential to be great. Doing it this way gives me the best visibility, not to mention quality standards for marketing.
I suppose I should allow Stanzielle to take it from here:
Stanzielle: The author of my story didn’t give me the heads-up, and my next performance won’t be until the start of the next repeat (though I suppose your world calls it a year). Bloody riffs!
This guy delays so much he should attach them to a guitar pedal. I get it. Little Persephone needs her time to grow on readers. But what about classy, stylish me? She may rule the underworld, but I own the night. I mean, they call me the Nocturne Violinist.
It’s fine. I’m not even mad, really. I’ve got plenty of time to perfect my songs, but it sounds like Bryan doesn’t have any time for little old me anymore.
I won’t pry into his business, seeing as he’s the one who pays my bills by writing tunes into existence.
But did he have to make me fight a Golden Mask in the first book?! When I’m not even a symphonist yet?!
Can’t a girl catch a break?
Oh, wait. That’s what’s happening.
Don’t worry. You’ll see a lot more of me in the repeats to come. I mean, if he’ll ever release the novel.
Maybe he’s trying to craft a series that will be as rare as Stellatina?
Violeste: Um, Stanzielle?
Stanzielle: Yes?
Violeste: I didn’t take you for the mythological type. Are you rehearsing for a play?
Stanzielle: What makes you say that?
Violeste: You’re speaking of the myth of Bryan being on time. But I’m in this story too, you know. Let’s see if we can convince him to write us as badass bitches this time around.
Stanzielle: I don’t know what that means, but yes! Write us as badass bitches!
Tenoria: ….
