Million Writers Award Notable Stories of 2007.
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Million Writers Award Notable Stories of 2007.
after all, the role the agents play is fundamentally parasitic. They do not do the dogged, lonely work of writing, or editing. They merely usher art into the gilded halls of commerce. They broker.
Thus, agents profit by the illusion that, without them, writers would be helpless; and, whether consciously or otherwise, they foster this illusion.
My own sense is that the publishing industry would be better off without agents, that young writers would spend more time focused on their characters, and following their instincts, rather than taking the counsel of people who—this must be said—see them, at least in part, as potential revenue sources.
They would, in addition, be compelled to learn more about the economic realities of the publishing industry, and to demystify the process by which a manuscript becomes a book.
Likewise, publishing houses would be forced to deal more directly, and candidly, with writers, about everything from contracts to marketing strategies to royalty statements.
To be clear: I don't view agents as willfully harmful. The best of them work hard on behalf of their clients, and earn their cut. As noted, there are many writers who, understandably, seek to insulate themselves from the business side of publishing, who have no phone manner, or don't want to worry about getting ripped off. They are happy to surrender fifteen percent of their hard-earned dough to agents, and well they should be.
But the bottom line is that agents do not serve an essential function in the creation of art. That burden resides with writers and editors. And it is the creation of that art—not its sale—that we should celebrate.
Left to my own devices, I would always keep my office hours between 10pm and 4 or 5am. Sadly, the rest of the world fails to understand this and tends to telephone me most mornings. Traffic noise, hammering next door, unforgiving travel schedules, the necessity of meeting daytime people and purchasing food; they all conspire to drive me from my bed and disturb my natural order, so I spend my life jolting from one kind of jetlag to another.
there are daytime people who go about their shiny business under the sun, who eat breakfast at breakfast time, who would never dream of sitting on the couch in a felt hat and pants watching nature documentary reruns with signing for the deaf and eating semolina from the tin while foxes squeal outside in the gloom - and then there are people like me.Here's the full article: The night owl: 'My office hours are from 10pm to 4am' The Observer
Mouseboks Family Brothers never dress in cardigans and waistcoats, do not smoke pipes, or love small children and pets, nor do their Uncles have pockets inexhaustibly filled with fresh boiled sweets, chocolates and peppermints, nor do their Cousins have any discernible loving, altruistic or even minimally human qualities.
Mouseboks Family Menfolk smoke poisonous and illegal roll-ups, dress as they would have been afraid to when they were twenty years younger, cannot be trusted with any young person, or any older person, or any pet of any sex, will borrow and steal money, drink, medicines, pets, spouses and any likely-looking ornaments nad will urinate indiscriminately both indoors and out, blaming any resultant distress on whatever small children.pets or passing strangers are available. See Anticipation, Lust, Murder, Sex, Money, What you Deserve.
No aliens, spaceships, wierd life forms...yet. And an article on New Wave and Speculative fiction in Japan. I will keep you posted.
The new sickness. I stopped being able to sleep.
The curmudgeon's face was not immediately visible as I stepped outside to embrace the still autumn air.
It is Christmas Eve. Rain rushes black down black walls.
The night is a blackbird and it lives on Gemma's arm.
Third grade was the winter that Nicholas' little sister died and that Audrey first decided to bring her back from the dead.
Noff sat last and alone, thinking on sidebars and footnotes as the text of her life threatened to overwhelm her.
We love literacy programs like Room to Read, Books for Africa , Worldfund, National Center for Family Literacy , and our 70 other literacy partners. They provide the building blocks for children and families to learn, grow, and share in the vast collection of human knowledge committed to paper. It just makes sense that a bookstore ought to generate funding for these programs. BetterWorld.com does that with every book we sell.Better World Books has been called the "Eco Amazon": what they do is simple. They accept books from libraries and then they sell them online, shipping them anywhere in the world. " So far, we've kept over 5 million pounds of books out of landfills," says BWB. They also have a Carbon Neutral shopping cart: "We collect a few cents from every customer at checkout. The proceeds from this carbon offset are enough to purchase renewable energy credits and support reforestation. We not only offset our shipping, but also the shipping of our literacy partners. And since we sell a lot of books, that is enough to keep tons of carbon out of the atmosphere."
I'm writing a novel, now in its final draft (so far), which I've been doing for the last five years or so. It's a romantic comedy about suicide.Sylvia Petter
I write stories in response to whatever moves or ignites me. I’m a bit all over the place in that respect.
I wanted a good mix of erotic and non-erotic and some pulpy things to represent all the genres I really enjoy writing -- and reading.and Heather Beck
It’s a sublime feeling to know that what I created is coming to life for others. I am thrilled if even one person reads my work and enjoys it (but don’t tell my publisher that)If you missed our first 5 issues, check out the fifty reviews we've already published, by book title, author, category. Pop in and find something to read.