I have simple tastes. I don't want a fancy sports car (however, if a Lamborghini ended up in my garage I would certainly drive it). I don't need a 10,000 square-foot mansion on a hill (I would rather it be on a lake).
I do want to write for a living, and for people around the world to read and enjoy my stories. So for my birthday, I don't need anything directly, but I would like you all to get yourselves a copy of The Man in the Cinder Clouds.
If you already have a copy but haven't read it yet, now's a great time to crack the cover...and then you can leave a review on Amazon.com or Goodreads as a birthday gift. And then buy copies of the book for everyone you know, 'cause it feels good to give.
If you have a copy and have read it and reviewed it, not only are you an incredible person who has earned my everlasting thanks, you have the opportunity to recommend the book to other people.
And if you read the book and think it sucks, you can always trick someone you don't like into buying it. I'm not above that.