A New Perspective on Publishing

11 02 2009

So I recently read an article about publishing that I highly recommend: http://www.time.com/time/magazine/article/0,9171,1873122,00.html/

Let me give you an idea of what this is all about. The article begins by talking about Lisa Genova, a consultant who wanted to get her novel published but couldn’t get anyone to give her the time of day, much less a contract. She paid $450 dollars to have it self-published. The short version of this story is that she received an offer from Simon & Schuster for over half a million dollars and her book ended up on the NY Times Best-seller list. You may have heard other stories like this one. Eragon by Christopher Paolini. And most recently, The Shack by William P. Young.

Now, I wouldn’t say the trend of self-publishing is going to replace regular book publishing. If you want a contract (and the blessing of an advance) you need a publisher. And if you want what you say to be said as well as it can be, you need an editor. So understand that I’m still a firm believer in book publishers (being an editor myself). But I would say that publishing is evolving, like everything else, and accepting and acknowedging this is crucial for everybody involved. This article spurred some great conversation among our editorial team. We acknowledged the fact that this is a generation that gets what they want, when they want it. The emerging generation is made up of individuals who can text at lightening speed, who download music, audiobooks, TV shows, and whatever else on their iPods, who blog about anything and everything, who maintain virtual relationships via online social networks like Facebook (who doesn’t, seriously?). According to this article we’re talking about, “you can turn a Word document on your hard drive into a self-published novel on Amazon’s Kindle store in about five minutes.” In other words, anything is possible.Eragon

The stigma against self-publishing is nothing new. The idea has always been that if it was good enough, an agent or publisher would pick it up. I think this was true for a very long time. I also think publishing is changing; it fluctuates just like our ecomony. And it gets harder and harder for publishers to feel confident in taking risks. Karen Kingsbury is not a risk. She’s going to sell, definitely. Max Lucado is going to sell. And for good reason. They have something to say and thousands of readers who are ready and eager to read whatever that is.

Let’s go back to that earlier thought for a minute about whether something is worthy of being published by a reputable house. Consider the fact that–and this really is true–the standard of “good enough” is flexible. And that whole “good enough” standard merges with “can sell” in publishing and they’re almost equal. Strike that–they are equal.

Let’s say a teenager who loves to write starts a blog where every week she posts a chapter of a novel she’s writing . Her friends read it–maybe even a few people who just stumble across it. What do I get from this story? Well, a girl who loves to write is doing it. She’s writing. Maybe she doesn’t have a huge following–but maybe that doesn’t matter to her. I really doubt Christopher Paolini started writing because he could see in his future that Eragon was going to change his life. He wrote because he had a story he had to get out. It seems to me that most writers write because they love it. Because it’s something they want to do. They have something to say.

One of the concerns about the idea of self-publishing becoming more acceptable is the fear that the quality of what we read is going to suffer. I can understand this concern and it’s real. But to those people who are worried about that, they should take a walk through any bookstore and notice that there are thousands of books, and really, in some cases quality is already suffering. I would worry less about what’s available to read and concentrate more on finding what’s out there that really is worth reading.

So, self-publishing–where is it headed? Well, in my opinion, for a generation that’s used to getting what they want and getting it fast–I’d say that being held back by the gatekeepers of publishing isn’t attractive or necessary. Not when they can have their novel on Amazon in an amazingly short time.

Take a look at how this article sums up the new perspective on self-publishing:

“None of this is good or bad; it just is. The books of the future may not meet all the conventional criteria for literary value that we have today, or any of them. But if that sounds alarming or tragic, go back and sample the righteous zeal with which people despised novels when they first arose. They thought novels were vulgar and immoral. And in a way they were, and that was what was great about them . . . Somewhere out there is the self-publishing world’s answer to Defoe, and he’s probably selling books out of his trunk. But he won’t be for long.”





Anniversaries and Valentines

3 02 2009


Remember back in elementary school when buying valentines was a big deal? The first major question was what kind, then–far more important–who’s on your list to receive them? (Of course, I think most moms make their kids give one to everyone they know, to avoid hurt feelings and all that.) Well, Valentine’s Day is coming up. And even before that, my wedding anniversary is February 8th. And I’m wondering why it’s so hard to come up with something creative to do! One year Jeff and I went to a restaurant, beforehand we’d each written a list of ten things we really loved about the other person and we exchanged lists at dinner that evening. That was sweet. Last year I burned a CD for Jeff with all the songs that have been special to us, and called it the Jeff and Brandy Soundtrack. He liked it. But it gets harder to think of creative things to do. Especially when you have a five month old who’s most likely going to be with you on both occasions. So if you’ve got ideas, please share.

What I like most about these days, however, isn’t the presents and definitely not the pressure. But it really is so nice to feel loved, isn’t it? To receive flowers and chocolates and cards that tell you you’re special to someone. To know that you are someone’s valentine. That’s what I like about this holiday. Jeff and I usually try to combine our celebrations since they’re so close together. Our very first Valentine’s Day as a couple was back in 1999. I was away at school in Virginia. Jeff flew out there for the weekend and brought me such a nice present. A gold ring with three hearts (that my sister helped him pick out ;) ). I gave him the book Guess How Much I Love You? It was by far one of the most special Valentine’s Days that I’ve experienced. When we were married in 2003, Valentine’s Day ended up being the last day of our honeymoon. We were in Maui and we made dinner reservations at the restaurant at the resort. I was really excited because the restaurant was doing something special for the holiday. (I can’t remember what! I just wanted to go.) And I had a special dress to wear.

And that afternoon I started feeling sick. Really sick. The food-poisoning kind of sick where you think you will die.

So it’s my honeymoon and I’m in the bathroom, crying and throwing up, and Jeff is timidly knocking on the door, asking if I need him.

Only one week into the marriage and he gets to experience me being so sick that by the end of the night, I was so weak he had to carry me to the bathroom so I could throw up. Needless to say, the reservations were cancelled, the champagne was put away, and I wore pajamas all night instead of my special dress.

And it was still okay. We ended up with takeout and ordered a movie on demand and it was still a pretty memorable Valentine’s Day. Maybe not the most fun, but definitely memorable. And I still felt so loved because he took care of me. And that’s what it’s about. Feeling loved and loving others. (And chocolate doesn’t hurt.)

So I’m all about the romance around this time of year. It’s good stuff.