Golly. Just call me flexible, I guess.
This is from a not quite done and needs-more-editing paranormal short
BUT! A promotional letter for my upcoming paranormal got this:
Text from my historical Scandal got this:
One of that Damned Mob Of Scribbling Women.
Golly. Just call me flexible, I guess.
This is from a not quite done and needs-more-editing paranormal short
BUT! A promotional letter for my upcoming paranormal got this:
Text from my historical Scandal got this:
I’m leaving for Denver in about an hour — here’s my schedule for anyone who will be there. Please say hi!
Friday
1:00 PM 1:50 PM Anti-Heroes You Hate To Love Steamboat
3:00 PM 3:50 PM Author Avenue Convention Center E
4:00 PM 4:50 PM Memory Lane Convention Center E
Saturday
10:00 AM 10:50 AM Monsters & More Semi-Charades Breckenridge
12:00 PM 2:00 PM Book Fair
I get so frosted by writers who don’t think about copyright and free speech. I’m a bit tired of hearing authors get all hot under the collar about the Chilling Effects site and the fact the many sites refer to the site in their DCMA takedown information.
Authors should be the first to speak up when Fair Use and copyright gets abused. If the current corporate mind set of companies gets carried out to the conclusion they seem to want (no Fair Use, no Fan Fiction, no speech they don’t like) how long do you think it will be before they come after novelists? How long before an author’s ability to write gets compromised.
Read the whole article by Dan Gilmore.
Some comments here suggest it’s time for a remedial column or two on copyright. Whether copyright holders like it or not, they don’t have the absolute right to decide how their published work may be used, and by whom, through eternity. And those who believe we should ban tools that can be used for illicit purposes, not just beneficial ones, should ask themselves what would happen if we applied that standard widely.
Thank you.
Since I’m a writer, I also read a lot. A way lot. And, since I’m also a geekish sort and pretty facile with technology I feel like a have a fairly good handle on how the digital revolution has impacted reading. As a writer, I tend to pay attention to what’s going on in the publishing business as they deal (or not) with Digitial Reality.
Here’s a few salient facts about me as a reader.
eBooks are in their infancy in terms of appropriate use/existence of technology. When I bought my mother her Kindle, I had been paying close attention to what readers were saying about their experience with eReaders. (This was pre-Nook,etc) Mostly the experience sucked. I knew the Sony Reader was a no go from the start. My mother is 82, for crying out loud. There is no way in heck she could possibly deal with the multi-step process for buying and reading a book on a Sony Reader. I knew from what I was hearing and from my iPhone experience with the Kindle app that Amazon had made it dead easy to buy and read a book on the Kindle. The decision was a no-brainer.
Here’s what happened yesterday. I was a bad girl and followed RomFail on Twitter. I laughed a few times, I confess it. And then I went on Amazon and I bought the RomFail book. I read it for myself that night. From time of decision-to-buy to time of having-the-book on my iPhone: <30 seconds. Let me repeat that. LESS THAN 30 SECONDS. It wasn’t the same kind of impulse decision I make in a bricks and mortar store, but it was an impulse decision nonetheless. Powered by Amazon. (Let’s see you do that, Sony Reader Store — oh wait — does that even exist anymore?)
The book, in my opinion, read like the first draft of a story that, in the hands of competent author, might actually have been a decent story, after massive revisions. Who knows if this author is competent. She didn’t work on the story long enough to prove that she was. (This is where some digital publishers do a grave disservice to authors. Rejection is a teaching point, albeit a painful one. Books like the RomFail book prove that some publishers have such low standards they hurt an author’s chance to get better. But that’s another post.)
This weekend, I was in my local Independent Book Store that I love to death and where I spend $40-70 every time I walk in the door. There was an author signing her mystery novel. At first I was going to buy her book, because, oh gosh, I know what’s it’s like to be an author at a signing where no one buys your book. Readers just come for the cookies. But I looked at the book and it was iUniverse. In other words, she self-pubbed it. I did not buy it. See paragraph above. iUniverse has NO standards. If you have money, they will print your book. No thank you. If I’m going to buy a self-pubbed book, it will be AFTER I have heard from multiple sources that the book is great. Like Bill Deasy’s Ransome Seaborn. That book is great.
As an author, I do digital all the time. I write most of my books on the computer, with the occasional print-out to read and experience on paper so I can see more stuff to fix. When I’m done, I email my MS to my editor instead of having to buy expensive paper and Fed-Exing the damn thing.
My editors, mostly, send their revisions electronically. I also email back the revised MS. One of my publishers also does electronic copy edits. This saves time, paper and money. Huzzah!
And now, my new releases also have digital versions (Kindle, Fictionwise, etc) available from various and sundry vendors.
Two of my older books, except for the two REALLY old ones are out of print and never had a digital version. One of them in particular is widely pirated and it happens to be the one that I get the most email about, too. My more recent books show up on the pirate sites within minutes, it seems, of hitting the book stores. I only hate the pirates who sell my pirated books. I don’t hate the pirates who make the books available because the evidence is that those pirates are actually helping my sales.
At the moment, I don’t stress too much about pirates.
I don’t think publishers should stress so much about pirates either. Yet. Probably Nora Roberts and her publisher should stress about her pirated books, since the evidence says that hurts authors like her.
I think publishers should stop hiring people to chase down pirates and start hiring people whose job it should be to listen to what book readers want and then help the publisher deliver that. Plus think of stuff book readers don’t even know they want yet.
Publishers should stop treating readers like criminals in waiting and treat them like people with money to spend on their product.
My son does not read much any more. There are one or two authors he’ll read, though. My nephew, however, may be a writer-in-waiting as he is a massive reader. My son has a laptop and an iPhone. What, I often wonder, are publishers doing to entice my son’s digital time to their products? Nothing that I can tell. He plays WOW a lot and I would complain and shut that down except his last report card was 5 As and 1 B. He’ll be in honors English when school starts again. Shrug.
I have no conclusions yet. Only anecdotes and opinions, as I am rarely without an opinion even early in the game.
What are your anecdotes, conclusions and opinions?
So, I’m reading this book. It’s historical romance. It’s trade, and I tend to dislike the size, but I can deal with that. Someone recommended it to me, and I’ve been trying hard to like the book.
Bear with me while I work my way around to the point of the post and its title.
The beginning felt . . . scattered to me. I liked the hero well enough and was prepared to soon love him. But boy, there was a LOT of set up and stuff that didn’t seem to be moving the plot along — it was, in fact, backstory, really.
Then the heroine was introduced. A VERY young widow and extremely beautiful and, well, she’s just so self-centered. Hmm. But even that I was prepared to be okay with as long as there were signs that she would grow out of the self-centeredness. She chose her best friend and companion for the apparently sole purpose of never being upstaged and always having a crony to do her bidding. I confess I thought it odd that a widow, however young, would have an unmarried young lady (younger than her) as a crony. That hardly seemed appropriate to the spirit of the Regency era, but OK. The widow has a rival. A young, unmarried, beautiful rival with whom she has a history as they were rivals as young girls. And this widow, who is rich rich rich is actually engaging in a battle for social supremacy with the rival. What? They’re no longer in the same social sphere of influence. The rival, in my opinion, has every reason in the world to want — in fact NEED — to marry. That’s the reality of the Regency. Women were to get married. Being unmarried has consequences and many of them are unpleasant.
I could not help thinking that this made the heroine more than self-centered. It made her juvenile and, well, kind of mean and petty.
And then the rivals have a face down in which the heroine comes out the victor and she is a bitch about it. She’s mean and horrible and GLAD she took down this woman a peg or two. In public.
Well. Okay. I admit that in high school I was not one of the popular girls. In fact, I was one of the girls to whom the popular girls were mean — to prove that they could be. So in stories, I tend not to like heroines who are mean popular girls. Popular girls, sure! I can like them just fine. But mean and popular? Nope. Who likes a mean heroine, popular girl or not?
Anyhow, as you can see, I have some issues with this book. But the hero seemed pretty good. I liked him a lot. He was fairly alpha.
And then.
And then. . . .
I just read a scene in which the hero is completely and utterly emasculated. He’s supposed to be super duper bad ass at what he does, but NO ONE who works with him believes this to be the case anymore. They obviously see him as paranoid and foolish and he basically gets canned from his job in front of everyone and he just stammers and can’t answer questions and in the face of his admittedly poor evidence for his suspicions he can only say . . . nothing coherent.
And wow. Right there I said to myself, Carolyn, I do not wish to read a book where the hero looks foolish because he is, in fact, acting like a fucking idiot! I’m sorry. My prejudice is out there flapping in the wind. In my romances, I want a strong, capable man who is recognized as such by at least most of the men around him. Getting fired for being more or less the incompetent jerk who sits three cubes down from you at the day job is not what I want my hero to be.
In this story, Carolyn style, the hero might get fired from his job, but it’s because the person doing the firing knows the hero is a threat. The hero, in the Carolyn version, would never be stupid enough to take flimsy evidence to someone he does not know for a fact can be counted on to support him. Why? Because he is not only aware of himself, but aware of the qualities of the people close to him. He’s a good judge of character. Not a cretin who doesn’t know he’s in political trouble at the office.
Argh!!!!
Also, there were a lot of strange little things that didn’t quite fit. Imprecision of language, which as you know drives me absolutely batty and lots of things that seemed so historically inaccurate or implausible that I kept thinking, hmmmm. Like the widow with a bosom companion who is her factotum but who is young and unmarried and marriageable. What parent would allow their unmarried daughter to spend unlimited and unsupervised time with a widow — going anywhere and everywhere the widow does? Why isn’t the widow thinking about her (supposed) friend, who, socially and culturally, needs a husband?
Like the upper class character described as lacking a healthy tan. WTF?? This is ENGLAND where it rains a lot and where people do not have tans. It’s the Regency period, 150 years before healthy and tan were ever used in the same sentence describing a white character. And you’ll note, too, that a mere 30 years after people started talking about healthy tan white people, we’re now realizing the white people who go out and get all tanned often get cancer and eventually look years older than they really are. So, yeah.
Like the amazing amount of detail about a certain English department of government when I have never ever in all the research I’ve done, seen, read or heard talked about ever heard anything like amazing detail about this department. If amazing detail existed I honestly think I would have found at least some of it. The author is freaking making it up which wouldn’t bother me except . . . well all the rest of her work so far is sloppy and imprecise and socially and culturally just WRONG and all I can do is refer you to xkcd and this comic:

Anyway. I’ve realized that I need my romances to have an Alpha hero. I know it’s shallow of me. I know it! But I’m not really sorry. I just hadn’t realized how strongly I felt until the author castrated her hero before my horrified eyes.