The Writer’s Lottery, part II

Vrye Denker expresses a certain degree of incredulity: The successful writing career of Katie Price? As in Jordan?

Yes. Exactly. In fact, the woman is topping the bestseller lists even as we contemplate the matter:

July 29, 2010 – One time glamour model Katie Price looks set to reach the number one spot of the Sunday Times Bestseller list with the publication of her lastest book in the Angel trilogy entitled Paradise. Katie known also as Jordan will see her novel go straight to the fiction top spot for hardbacks as her Random House publishers revealed that the book is outselling its nearest rival by two to one.

In other words, she is presently outselling the best-selling Harry Potter novel and the bestselling Twilight novel combined.  And that would be why I don’t worry about how well my books sell or equate book sales with literary quality. No doubt Katie Price will, like JK Rowling before her, have an entire generation of children – girls anyway – reading too. Having written numerous bestsellers, she is obviously a literary giant and an example to be much-imitated by ambitious young writers of the future.

The face of modern literature


The Writer’s Lottery

Forget ebooks and technology. The main reason you have to be stupid – not just misguided, ill-informed, or stubborn, but downright stupid – in order to pursue writing as a primary career is a structural market reality explained by a man whose career as a writer is nearing an end:

Here’s how it works. Barnes and Noble and Borders, the major bookstore chains, control the lion’s share of retail book sales. They order centrally for all their outlets together, for instance there is a single buyer for all science fiction, all mysteries, etc. How, you may well ask, can these buyers read and pass judgement on, for example, the over 1000 SF titles published in a year?

Of course the answer is they can’t. Instead, an equation makes the buys of most of the books on the racks or blackballs the ones that don’t make it that far. It’s called “order to net.”

Let’s say that some chain has ordered 10,000 copies of a novel, sold 8000 copies, and returned 2000, a really excellent sell-through of 80%. So they order to net on the author’s next novel, meaning 8000 copies. And let’s even say they still have an 80% sell-through of 6400 books, so they order 6400 copies of the next book, and sell 5120….

You see where this mathematical regression is going, don’t you? Sooner or later right down the willy-hole to an unpublishablity that has nothing at all to do with the literary quality of a writer’s work, or the loyalty of a reasonable body of would-be readers, or even the passionate support of an editor below the very top of the corporate pyramid.

And there’s a further wrinkle to it because what significant independent bookstores that still survive and the non-speciality outlets like WalMart subscribe to BookScan and have access to the Death Spiral numbers too and act accordingly. If there’s a book to order at all, because in many cases if the chains’ order to net equation zeros out and they don’t order at all, the book in question doesn’t get published. Back in the day, I knew of novels that were commissioned, accepted, and paid for but never published because the chains didn’t order. Today BookScan prevents such expensive mistakes from happening by aborting them at the acquisition stage.

Voila, the Death Spiral. And I too am in it.

One should never start writing with the idea that it will be one’s primary career. Ironically, I think the quality of books being published is going to improve with the end of the professional writing career. I am deeply and increasingly unimpressed with what the publisher-as-gatekeeper model produces these days. As the success of JK Rowling, Stephanie Meyer, Dan Brown, and Katie Price have demonstrated, the best way to sell a lot of books is to produce cliched literary trash that will appeal to the lowest common denominator, and furthermore, it is entirely possible to do it as a sideline. So there’s no rational reason to attempt to pursue writing as a primary career unless one finds the idea of literary penury to be romantic. But if you are foolish enough to decide to play the Writer’s Lottery anyway, keep in mind that you’re going to be increasingly competing with people like me who write for pleasure, don’t expect to make money off it, and price their books accordingly.

RGD, for example, usually bounces between a rank as Amazon’s 2,000 and 5,000 best-selling paid Kindle book when priced at one-fifth the normal Kindle rate, but between its 50,000 and 100,000 best-selling book at the normal hardcover price. It’s exactly the same text, so that tells us that the price elasticity of books will permit free and low-priced books to increasingly dominate the market as the market continues to move towards easily produced electronic books and the power of the gatekeepers is increasingly diminished.


At the Black Gate

Requiem for a Writer

Many years ago, when I was in junior high, I read a science fiction novel that had what I still consider to be one of the greatest endings in science fiction literature. It was compelling enough that I didn’t learn until years later that I had read the last book in the original trilogy and what ultimately turned out to be the third in a series of five. That book was Giant’s Star and it offered what then appeared to me to be a unique and highly original concept of human origins. The author was James P. Hogan and the books of the Giants series are very well worth reading today as they hold up surprisingly well considering the changes in technology that have taken place between now and 1977.

Read the rest at the Black Gate.


Here Finny Finn Finn

In which the cat is set amongst the pigeons… SK asks a question:

Have read Mere Christianity. Will do so again on regular basis. Have noted numerous references to other Lewis works in recent posts. Can you and/or Ilk recommend Lewis reading list and in what order (if relevant) his works should be read?

I would start with the Chronicles of Narnia, then read the Screwtape Letters, then Mere Christianity and The Abolition of Man. After that, the Space Trilogy. I wasn’t that impressed with either The Problem of Pain or Miracles, but they’re worth reading; at this point I think one is better off delving into GK Chesterton. Lewis is, without question, a great writer. But over time, I have gradually reached the conclusion that he was more skilled at portraying the core truths of Christianity in a highly accessible manner than he was at delving into its depths. This should not be taken as a criticism, for it is a rare and enviable skill indeed.

Which reminds me. You will never see a child more excited than the little girl who was walking through the Italian airport and noticed that there was a flight to NARNI. “Narnia! Oh Daddy, please can’t we go there instead?”

I have to admit, I was tempted. After all, the wardrobe isn’t the only way into Narnia.


New Stross

The third novel in Charles Stross’s Laundry series, The Fuller Memorandum, is out.

“Like the majority of ordinary British citizens, I used to be a good old-fashioned atheist, secure in my conviction that folks who believed—in angels and demons, supernatural manifestations and demiurges, snake-fondling and babbling in tongues and the world being only a few thousand years old—were all superstitious idiots. It was a conviction encouraged by every crazy news item from the Middle East, every ludicrous White House prayer breakfast on the TV. But then I was recruited by the Laundry, and learned better.

I wish I could go back to the comforting certainties of atheism; it’s so much less unpleasant than the One True Religion….

I’m a believer. And like I said, I wish I was still an atheist. Believing I was born into a harsh, uncaring cosmos—in which my existence was a random roll of the dice and I was destined to die and rot and then be gone forever—was infinitely more comforting than the truth.

Because the truth is that my God is coming back.

When he arrives I’ll be waiting for him with a shotgun. And I’m keeping the last shell for myself.”

Oh yeah, I’m definitely going to get into this one as soon as I finish Mattingly’s Armada. I’ll post a review when I finish it. In my opinion, Stross is BY FAR at his best when he delves deeply into the squamous, the rugose, and the darkly divine.


Contra Kindlespying

While I quite like the potential of the Amazon Kindle – the Kindle version of RGD is still doing very well as an economics bestseller – I really do not like Amazon’s attitude about its ownership of the Kindle network.

There have already been plenty of questions over who “owns” the ebooks you’ve bought, with stories of remotely deactivated books and remotely deactivated features — neither of which happens when you have a real physical book. But there are also other concerns opened up by newly activated features. Apparently one new feature — sent in by a few concerned readers — is that Amazon will now remotely upload and store the user notes and highlights you take on your Kindle, which it then compiles into “popular highlights.”

At the very least, Amazon needs to do this as an opt-in option. I don’t think any amount of ease of use is worth granting both the power and the legal permission to sift through your data to a third party.


Expanding interest

It appears to be rather obvious that a lot of people are not buying into the recovery argument. I was surprised to learn today that six months after its release, The Return of the Great Depression is the #6#3 bestselling Kindle book in the Economics category and #37#10 in Business & Investing. That’s not bad at all for a book that has not been reviewed in a single mainstream news, business, or economics publication. And, much to my surprise, at $1.99 it’s not even the least expensive in the top ten as the Economic Report of the President by Council of Economic Advisers is free.

UPDATE: It would appear InstaPundit is the culprit. Thanks, Glenn!


This is my email

Big Chilly: Read the product description. This is a real book available on Amazon.

How You Can Be An Asset
Ralph Johnson
Price: $7.99
Product Description
At Blankety Blank Publishing all of our books are blank, that’s right, each and every epic volume is blank. We don’t waste our time on content, just titles! As you read the titles say to yourself, hey, I get it! The books are empty, the title plus the blank pages equal a joke!

The White Buffalo: 7.99 seems like a good deal for such an impactful title.

Big Chilly: I clicked on the link to say that I’d like to read it on the Kindle.


A profession of whack jobs

I would turn to retarded crack whores for wisdom and advice on how to live my life before I’d spend five seconds listening to a therapist. Dr. Helen explains why:

Kottler touches often on the narcissism of therapists in the book and has a section on the topic. He talks about his own struggle with self-worth and measures his own success by looking at all the good he has done, the people he has helped. He discusses how therapists often feel they are frauds. The author talks about his deep need to influence others, and he mentions a treatise on narcissism that describes it as such:

“A lack of feeling, the need to project an image, the desire to help others in order to exercise power, and arrogance are all familiar symptoms.”

He then states that he has long felt he holds super powers:

“After all, it seems at times (to others, if not to myself) that I can read minds, predict the future, and hear, see, feel, and sense things beyond the powers of mere mortal beings.”

In the author’s defense, he does struggle with this and acknowledge it can be a problem. I have talked to therapists who feel they are superhuman yet see it as an asset.

I’m sure it would be an asset to be superhuman… if it weren’t an obvious sign that you are insane. But there is a solution. As soon as a psychological therapist completes his training, lock him up for life in the lunatic asylum. Tell half of them they’re doctors, tell the other half they’re patients. The narcissistic whack jobs can keep each other occupied without harming anyone and the mental health of the rest of the world will improve significantly.

Dr. Helen asks a cogent question at the end: “Could it be that many liberals, like narcissistic therapists, are so insistent that others go along with them because they fear being obscure and crave feeling powerful more than they care about whether their solutions actually work?”

Yes. Absolutely. Which reminds me… I’ve been reading Jack Kerouac’s On the Road and found it to be little more than the travel diary of a useless, moronic narcissist and closet-case gamma who errantly believes he is poetic due to his habit of utilizing inappropriate superlatives. If Kerouac had been born in 1969 instead of dying then, he wouldn’t have written an astonishingly tedious “this one time, on a road trip” stream of semi-consciousness, he’d be a licensed therapist.

The New York Times pronounced the most damning verdict on Kerouac’s generation when it described his novel as “the most beautifully executed, the clearest and most important utterance” of that generation. Truman Capote had it right. “That’s not writing, that’s typing.” But On the Road is a remarkable achievement in one way, as I now find Rand al’Thor to be only the second most-irritating fictional protagonist in literary history.


Second run

I heard from my editor at WND Books yesterday. It seems that RGD has been “doing very well” and is going into its second print run. I don’t know if I’ll have a chance to correct the errata or not, but I have requested the opportunity to do so. I would like to thank all of you who supported that first foray into writing about economics.