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  1. UnknownJanuary 31, 2019 at 12:53 PM

    Hi,

    I came across Bushra’s Facebook profile in Mark Dawson’s SPF group, and would like to float an idea past you.

    SPF recently released podcast (SPS #156 - 7 Billion Readers, and How to Reach Them) which has inspired me to make my first (and so far, only) book available globally. It would be amazing to tap into the growing appetite for English language books - particularly in the massive Asian and South American markets.
    My book – Mother of Millennials – is non-fiction, and covers global themes such as parenthood, education, mental health, employment, the environment and LGBT rights. However, it contains many references that would be meaningless to people outside the UK. I’m hoping to overcome this challenge by producing companion guides that explain and expand on the subjects covered. I want each guide book to be tailored to the local market, and written in a combination of English and the local language. My ultimate goal is to engage readers across the world, and facilitate cross-border conversations about the important issues covered.

    India is one of my key target markets. Would you be interested in working with me on this project? It will be funded by 50:50 royalty share of books sold through amazon.in.

    I hope to hear back from you soon.
    Kind regards
    Kath Mortimer

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