Forgive me if I seem a bit impatient. The stupid has been strong this week, and although normally I’m the quiet, nice one, I’m a bit exasperated by now. (but less so, now. Many thanks to Glenn Reynolds for the instalanche. Welcome to any new readers! I'm not Sarah, but sometimes we seem to share... Continue Reading →
Of trains, publishers and agency pricing
(Apologies for the post being late. I've been fighting WordPress. For some reason, for the last couple of days, it has refused to play nice with Opera. I hate IE but had to resort -- finally -- to using it to get the post up this morning.) Last night, I was talking to Sarah and... Continue Reading →
Before my head explodes
There are some days when I wonder how my head keeps from exploding because of the sheer idiocy that seems to be pervading so much of publishing. It's not enough that we have publishers trying to kill mass market paperbacks because they make more money per sale for a hard cover book. Nor is it... Continue Reading →
The Gorilla in in the House Again
by Amanda S. Green The holidays are upon us and the Grinches are out. No, I'm not talking about me when someone says I have to go to the mall. Yes, I turn green. Yes, I grumble and mumble and become ill-tempered. But that's not what I'm talking about. No, I'm talking about all the... Continue Reading →
Mad Genius Club 