Van Diemen’s land is a hell for a man
To end out his whole life in slavery
Where the climate is raw and the gun makes the law
Neither wind nor rain care for bravery
Twenty years have gone by, I’ve ended my bond
My comrades’ ghosts walk behind me
A rebel I came – I’m still the same…
Christy Moore, Back home in Derry
I’ve never been much except a rebel (and yes, I live in Van Diemen’s land. I love it. I’m no man’s slave.). Proclaimed authority sits as effectively on me as rice bubbles in a ninety mile an hour wind stick to a seventy degree Teflon coated slope. Yes, it is quite a precise definition, now that you mention it. I do take orders… from someone I have established that I respect, but it ain’t easy.
Some of my favorite characters, both to write and to read, are (not surprising, really) the tricksters. Bes, Loki, Hanuman to name a few. All of them have scanty respect for the establishment gods and curiously are known to be friends of man (yes, even Loki. Read Pyramid Power.). The establishment gods are entirely serious fellows who support the ruling establishment with the smack (and lash and torture chamber) of firm government. They believe that anyone who questions the status quo should give their heart to the local boss-god… shortly after having it ripped from their chest. “Look at the peace on Joe’s face, now he no longer follows Loki and has given his heart Odin!”
The establishment, of course is always trying to re-write the narrative, which is why Loki ends up being the bad guy. Yeah I know. He’d put custard in your Lord High Muck-a-muck’s shorts. But that might be public service, as well as a good laugh even if the High Muck-a-muck doesn’t see the joke and wants Loki’s heart too.
Which kind of brings me around to labor, and Labor Day. The word ‘Union’ has a very mixed history and has done both harm and good. As a writer I’ve always seen myself as an old-fashioned kind of unionist – From back before it became a dirty word with a lot of folk. The original idea was for little guys to use collective muscle to get a better share of the profits from the big guys (who were as often as not de facto in control of the state too) taking most of it, and to look after others in the same profession. These days it’s often a closed shop which only looks after the guys on the inside, and any better share comes out of making it more expensive for the consumer, rather than the guys taking most of the profit and it tends to be in bed with the state too – none of which sits well with me, especially about writing. That’s the sort of ‘union’ SFWA has become. A sweet-heart to the publishers and agents – who are members and inside the deliberations. SFWA has done sweet FA in the last while to combat the Traditional publishers who’ve got a lot more predatory in their contracts. They’ve acted as foot-soldiers for the publishers against Amazon. I’m no Amazon worshipper, but as far as favoring authors and readers at the expense of publishers goes, they’ve done a lot for us. They’ve shown us. SFWA talked about ‘safe spaces’ at conventions for their chosen minorities. Apartheid by any other name. The traditional publishers… did their best to divide us, keep contracts secret (Amazon at least you know what everyone else gets as a deal) and talked a lot about diversity. And about important messages… and paid less, and charged more.
One of things I’ve been saying, increasingly, as the Hugo debacle has gone on — and the puppy kickers got more self-righteous and vicious – has been “Show me”. They talk ‘diversity’ but their leadership are old white men, Gerrold, Martin, Scalzi – all with deep investment in the system – and with as much diversity of thought or ideology as I have New York apartments. They whinge about how we’re hurting sf… but they and the establishment they support hasn’t managed to do the most essential task to keep sf strong… which is to sell more books to more readers. Every year their numbers are down.
Here at Mad Genius Club we’re really accidentally drawn into this whole mess – because what we do as a group is to support writers. Not just the in-clique darlings, but anyone who shows up here, who wants to be part of it. And our focus in doing that is always by giving the reader what they want. Story… and price. We’ve advocated for keeping e-books cheap, and getting more readers, they’ve been pushing to have them more expensive – not that the author will see much (if any) of that. We’re the guys actually making the product, doing our best for people who use it. We’re not playing along with the socio-political agenda of the New York publisher. Not seeing they have enough spare cash – taken from the authors and consumers – to go on living in their NY bubble, a bubble that does few writers and even fewer readers the least bit of good.
So: We’ve always been behind keeping e-books cheap and having most of the money go to the author. You might almost say it’s a Sad Puppy/Mad Genius trademark. With that in mind see this: Our second annual Indie Author Labor Day sale
And seeing as I’m a dozy bastard who forgot to send Cedar his – here are mine. I’ve put my money where my mouth is. I’ve dropped three books to $2.99 and a short to 99 cents. The pictures are links. I get a few pennies if you use them.
MORNINGSTAR (This was originally released by Baen, but the rights have reverted, and I put my original ending in there)
Across the one human colony world, a place technologically regressed to near medieval, possibly the last place humans still survive, a desperate search continues. Scattered across the deserts, tangled jungles, and alien fortresses, lie the core sections of the matter transmitter.
These sections hold the key to vast wealth, power, or… the fulfilment of the colony’s purpose: to help humankind survive the rabidly xenophobic alien Morkth who will tolerate no other intelligent species. The Morkth managed to follow the colony ship, and, despite their mothership being shot down and their queen being killed, they continue their relentless struggle to destroy humankind… and to reconstruct that incredibly valuable matter transmitter. If they succeed, they’ll be able to return to the hive with the location of the colony of vile humans, and have a new world to occupy. If they fail, they’ll destroy the planet.
The search has gone on for centuries, and it is all reaching an end point. The future hangs in the balance.
The Morkth have lasers, aircraft, nukes. Those who want the core sections for their own ends… have vast armies. Against them are three unlikely reluctant heroes: A street child thief, a dispossessed spoiled brat of a princess, and a confused, amoral Morkth-raised human, armed only with 14th century weapons and their own wits.
It’s a lost cause, a forlorn hope.
A MANKIND WITCH
To the North of the Holy Roman Empire are the pagan Norse-lands. It is here that Prince Manfred of Brittany, and Erik, his Icelandic bodyguard, must venture in the dead of winter to a mountainous land of trolls and ice to find a stolen pagan relic, the arm-ring of Odin, something so magical that it should not be possible to move it beyond its wards, let alone take it away. It is gone, and unless it is recovered before Yuletide and the re-affirmation of truce-oaths, a new Viking age will be born. King Vorenbras will lead his berserkers in an orgy of killing, rapine, looting and destruction, across the Empire’s unguarded North-Western flank.
Princess Signy is the King’s older stepsister, and everyone believes her to be the thief, a witch and a murderess. Everyone, that is, but Cair, her stable-thrall, a man plucked from the ocean, with a hidden past. Cair doesn’t believe in witches or magic, let alone that Signy could steal and murder. If he has to drag the foremost knight of the age, and his deadly bodyguard kicking and screaming though the entire Norse nine worlds to prove it and free her, he’d do it. No Kobold, dwarf, or troll is going to stop him, or his scepticism. Not the wild hunt. Not even a Grendel. He doesn’t believe in this superstitious rubbish. He’s a man of science and learning, and he’s used that to fake his way into being feared as a magic worker. But for Signy, he’ll be all of mankind’s witches.
He’ll have to be, because that’s what it’ll take to defeat the dark magical forces which are marshalled against them.
The Interstellar Empire of Man was built on the enslavement of the gentle Stardogs, companions and Theta-space transporters of the vanished Denaari Dominion. But the Stardogs that humans found can’t go home to breed, and are slowly dying out.
As the ruthless Empire collapses from its rotten core outward, an Imperial barge is trapped on top of a dying Stardog when an attempted hijacking and assassination go horribly wrong. Trying to save its human cargo, the Stardog flees to the last place anyone expected – the long-lost Denaari motherworld.
Crawling from the crash are the Leaguesmen who control the Stardogs’ pilots by fear and force, and plan to assassinate Princess Shari, the criminal Yak gang, who want to kill everyone and take control of a rare Stardog for their own, and an entourage riddled with plots, poisons, and treason. But Shari and her assassin-bodyguard have plans of their own…
Stranded on the Denaari Motherworld, the castaway survivors will have to cooperate to survive. Some will have to die.
And some, if they make it to the Stardogs breeding ground, will have to learn what it means to love.
And a cheap short if a novel is too much…
Soot the almost black cat along with his witch Cassandra and her magic, guard the portal between here and otherwhere, where the faeries and their creatures dwell, waiting . They must defend it against faerie and worst, the humans of suburbia. Their allies are a questionable lot, Oog, the Neanderthal troll, and the young werewolf, who the cat knows is in love with a faerie girl.
And this link will take you to my author page. Yeah, I have written a lot.
I guess that’s showing what I mean. E-books can be cheap.
So who are you going to believe? What the PK establishment tells you, or what the old rebel shows you.
Over to you. Who do you believe: Them or your lying eyes?
Ooh . .you know where they exile rebels in Van Diemens Land? South Australia.
That explains what my son is doing there 😉
I wish I was on Australia’s strand
Heave away, haul away
With a bottle of whiskey in my hand
We’re bound for South Australia
Haul away you rolling kings
To me heave away, haul away
Haul away, you’ll hear me sing
We’re bound for South Australia
Dave, it’s awesome to see all these readers asking for your next work. Long may we all publish, and long live indie!
“As we go walloping round Cape Horn
“Heave away, haul away
“Wish to G-d I’d never been born.
“Bound for South Australia.”
The rebellion does not die:-). Yes, it is very encouraging. Also hard on the mind and the wrists!
Thanks, Dave. I have felt welcomed and supported in this community.
Me, too. You guys do good work.
You are. 🙂 That’s what we’re about. Not Tru-Fans only. We’re for readers and writers. We don’t tell people and do the opposite – like Martin and TNH have. We show them we mean what we say.
If you wanted to see a movie in 1965, you looked at the guide to see what might be on TV, then you looked in the paper to see what was playing at the theaters. You might have a dozen choices, almost all of them current releases.
In 1995, you might see what was on the cable, then go down to the video rental store and see what was on the shelf. Your selection was not only a thousandfold greater, but it included a lot of backlist – VHS tapes of movies that hadn’t played in the theaters or TV for years or decades.
In 2015, you can’t quite stream anything you care to see, but that’s probably coming…
If you want a good movie, you probably don’t particularly care when it was made. 2015, 2015, 1997, 1983… it’s still a good movie. And as such, while the studios have already gummed all the profits out of it, it’s still in direct competition with the stuff that’s being released this year. That’s the real reason Hollywood has so bitterly resisted videos and streaming. Each time someone watches “Forbidden Planet”, they figure they lost the profit of someone who would otherwise have watched this week’s blockbuster at the theater.
There’s something like this going on in the publishing industry. It’s called the “backlist.” For some shortish period of time an author’s previous work may be available by special order… then it slides off into “out of print”, usually never to be seen again. The author is on a treadmill; only *new* work makes money. And that’s one reason the “traditional publishing” industry has long hated used book stores.
More than one author has tried to get some older books back in print, or even to regain the rights to out of print work. Often to no avail. Because the publishers view those works are competition.
As an independent, *you* have control of your backlist. It doesn’t matter if you wrote a book in 1998; if I only recently discovered the book exists, it’s just as new *to me* as if you’d just clicked “Save” a millisecond ago. And to your new fans, *all* of your backlist is brand new.
of course the reason the old movies are such hard competition to the “new” stuff is because the new” stuff is oft time not new, plus it makes folks wish to see or many times prefer to see the original, and when actually new, is horrid garbage that wouldn’t be a “B” movie back in the day.
You might very well be on to something there – consumers preferring to watch or read solid, good and older work from the backlists.
I haven’t been to see a movie in a theater since “The King’s Speech” — but we’ve watched dozens, hundreds of not-so-recent movies on DVD or streaming video. I also haven’t bought any current best-sellers new in years.
The last movie I saw in the theater was Inside Out, with the kids.
The prior time I’d been in the theater was for Serenity, *before* I had kids…
It makes a lifetime of work less of a treadmill and more of a mountain. Hard to climb, but at least you gain height. 🙂
Well, there was also a change in the tax law in the ’80’s ISTR that made it advantageous to not carry any warehouse inventory of books. So gone are the days of catalog order pages in the back of paperbacks.
The Heirs series has been great; I hope the three of you have a few more installments in the works. For me A Mankind Witch has been the most fun to read.
When the Labor Day Sale first appeared, my right hand was heavily bandaged, I was unable to control my left very well and accidentally purchased six books before I could regain control. Now the recovering right hand is saying “Just two more, just two more, …” so off to Amazon I go. Hope the wife is not playing with her ipad right now …
If you’re looking to be tempted with more, I threw my stuff on a steep Labor-day sale as well. 600 pages worth of mystery for $4.
Someone did good stuff with that bandaging 🙂
More of Signy and Cair would be nice (hint hint)
Also, any plans for more Cuttlefish/Steam Mole stuff?
Signy and Cair are a distinct possibility – I have – more or less – a swedish/finnish/Sami idea for a story.
Cuttlefish/Steamole… I planned a ‘final’ book, but Pyr haven’t done well enough out of those two. So we wait – possibly for reversion.
**gets all stompy footed** Wait?! butIdontwanna!
They are great stories. I wish I had more folks I could recommend them to.
Dave is MORNINGSTAR a re-title of Forlorn? Didn’t see it on the amazon page but looking for paperback takes me to Forlorn.
Yes it is.
It is, I think (memory may betray me), Dave’s preferred edit. So not solely a retitle.
Went and checked my copy, Morningstar has Dave’s preferred ending.
yes, that was the original title (I disliked the negativity of ‘forlorn’) and it now has the original ending. I put a not in text above to that effect.
I have the Forlorn in PB how much of a change?
🙂 Don’t buy it. E-mail me and I send you the changed end if you like.
Too late – I bought it so I could check the revised ending. Oh, well. Do you hear the cash register bells ringing? A bell, a bell, ringing in the stars… hum, quit filking and do some work. Thanks, Dave, I will enjoy the new version, I’m sure.
How much of a change? Not much, but…
Think of it this way. A good book has many parts. It has the “snatch your attention” bit, the “complexifying and contrariwise turning” bits, the things that give a little tug, here and there, on your emotions, and so on. But a better one takes you along for the ride, shows you the sights, spins the tale just long enough… and sets you on your feet when it is done.
When so many lesser books these days end in a “cliffhanger” that’s (often ham-handedly) designed to drum up anticipation for the next one, or leaves too many threads a-dangling, or pulls a messy deus ex machina that chops a story short, it’s nice to see one that has a good beginning, middle, and ending, which Dave has done quite well. Read it again, with Dave’s ending where it should be. It’s worth it.
NOW you tell me! Sigh. Already sent what very little I had off to Cedar and the Hoyt clan.
But things are looking up a bit around here; just added Soot & Cassandra to the wish list for later. Which is another thing about indie that you did miss – if you didn’t see a short in whatever magazine it appeared in, you either haunted the used bookstore for that issue, or hoped it got picked for an anthology / collection. Now you can get that any time you have enough pennies in the jar. (And, sometimes, skip a whole bunch of stories that frankly bore you to tears…)
Speaking of pyramids, however – is there ever going to be another?
Pyramids. Good Question. Possibly if and when the rights revert. That was the book we got an Anime offer for, which Baen’s Hollywood agent came up with a pure bullshit excuse to pass on.
Hopefully he’s not their agent any more.
Alas, this is not the case. His story was that Funimation was going around and buying up rights for cheap from lots of authors – a story that just didn’t hold up – as I offered them Cuttlefish/steammole (to which I retained the rights) and they said thanks but no thanks. I’m relatively well connected -and no-one else was being pursued. I’m still filthy angry about it. You get these chances once in a lifetime. For him, too small to do the paperwork. A minor deal for Baen, possibly actually not positive (I’d cost more, after), for me the best opportunity I’d ever had. Even if it never happened it would have raised my value, and even if it had merely been a moderate production, for a boutique audience – had a huge effect on my book sales. The book had been out for 10 years. It’s not like there were other, better offers coming. Ah well.
Now, that would have been simply AWESOME with the right director.
The company’s name was Funimation (sp?) Not huge, but respectable. I have no idea what they do for directors. Good, bad or indifferent I would have been delighted to have it happen.
They are actually pretty good. I think they did a lot of dubbing for Japanese at first, and branched out into “new” stuff later in partnership with other companies.
They have a BIG presence on NetFlix anime streaming I know, because they have a very “loud and proud” intro logo – usually followed by an insidious whisper of “You should be watching…” Dang it, I all too often do go out and join the kids.
Dang. I know Funimation. Your Cuttlefish world would have been perfect for them. What a crying shame.
Unions in a free market are no bad thing – but like any two-legged stool inherently unstable. Now public employee unions (pause to spit at their name) THOSE are vile. And I know because I’m in one.
Shoot! I already bought all the books, in paper. Had to settle for just the short. Sorry, Dave.
Well, at least you got to read them earlier 🙂
Just wanted to throw out a handy resource I just found. I was needing a particular future date, and I needed to know if it was a full moon (It wasn’t, so I changed the date). I looked up moon calculators, and they were either limited (one only went to 2025) or you had to enter one date, and go through the process again for another. This one, I entered my date, got the result, and then there were handy buttons on either side for the next or previous full or new moon.
I’ll grab that one.
IIRC, “Astronomy” magazine had an app on their website some years ago that claimed to do everything (Easter, lunar phases, eclipses, the whole “what do you see on date ??/??/????”). Out to a million years or so.
Then some wag pointed out axial precession, Earth rotational slowing, the gradual recession of the Moon, other “fiddly stuff” and they pulled it… Pity, it was probably good enough for at least a millenium or two.
Probably some were-lawyer, ruining everyone else’s lunar fun.
Hey. That was clearly a math guy.