So, all you central East Coasties ready?
No? Is this your first time? Well, relax. It’s just the biggest whooping wind and rainstorm you’ve ever seen. Read more
Monday has been cancelled until further notice due to a complete lack of interest on the part of all participants. Tuesday is not looking so good either. And last we heard Wednesday only had ‘half way to Friday’ going for it.
One of the things about being self-employed (as a writer) is that every day is Monday (and you thought Sarah was a sadist). Fortunately it is a field which is well supplied with masochists – or at the very least, hopeless optimists. As you might gather I agree with Sarah’s description of the field – especially trad publishing. Well, with one caveat. I think she’s too generous to it. Read more
First off, mega congratulations to Sarah and Kevin J Anderson for their Dragon Award. Also hearty congratulations to all the other winners – but since I don’t know any of them personally, the biggest heap of dancing rodents goes to Sarah. It’s well-deserved, not to mention wonderful to see things I actually like showing up in an award list.
I was starting to think I might just be too weird for words… what am I saying. I know damn well I’m too weird for words. My tastes are… eclectic is probably the best word (just as an example I think rap and its derivatives and jazz are about the only musical styles I actively dislike. The rap and derivatives largely because chanted words to a mostly rhythmic background does absolutely nothing for me. Jazz just leaves me cold – I can appreciate the skill of a good jazz player, but it does nothing at all for me). My reading tastes are much the same. I’ll read just about anything: it’s got to be totally dismal for me to toss it. And by dismal I mean either in terms of quality or in terms of dreary and depressing.
I don’t remember the exact quote, because I first heard it in Portuguese, so what I remember Heinlein saying is this: Only a fool or a sadist tells the unvarnished truth in a social situation.
I don’t know to what extent a blog is a social situation, but hold on to your hats, because I’m about to be a sadist. I’m going to tell the unvarnished truth about traditional publishing.
I know that I have this legacy that will endure long after this mortal envelope become worm food and people have forgotten my name. I have, through the dint of unreserved effort and natural talent not granted to you lesser mortals, achieved much in the field which is my métier: being a good bad example. Indeed, I shall live on in the memory of mankind as a legend, immortalized in minatory tales to the tender young ‘uns which all go something like: ‘don’t be that guy!’
So: my immortality is assured. What are you guys going to do?
Heh. Ok, as you can tell it’s not something that troubles me much. I figure my reputation while I’m alive might sell a few books, but otherwise I’m not deeply concerned about what the world thinks of me right now, let alone when I’m dead. There are a few people whose opinion of me matters to me – but that’s not most of the world, and certainly I have no craving for respect from people I don’t respect. Read more