I have short stories for sale in an Icelandic amazon of sorts. Three stories total, that I published there after a little prod from an indie publisher here.
And today, this happened:
Yup… that’s me in first and seventh on the store’s bestseller list. Now… the actual amount sold is peanuts, really. Iceland is a small country and as quick as we usually are about picking up the newest trends in technology and gadgetry, traditional publishing is still probably around 99% of the market, and this is an eBook-only store.
Incidentally, the story in first place there is the Icelandic version of The Dreamgiver, somewhat longer than the original, English version.
But yeah… I’m a bestselling author. Sort of.