Seems like I’m in a rant mood this week. I just checked the news, and guess what I found? Rod Blagojevich, ousted ex-governor of Illinois, is writing a book, about ‘the darker side of politics.’ I know Britney Spears is in talks for a book, Octomom Nadya Suleman reportedly has her pick of publishers...the list goes on and on.
Why does it seem like every yahoo out there has to extend their fifteen minutes of ill-begotten fame by taking shelf space away from worthwhile authors with more valuable stories to tell? Especially since the publishing industry has taken several knocks from a tumbling economy. HarperCollins is now just Harper, after closing their Collins division, and Doubleday won’t even admit how many people they’ve laid off.
Sometimes it feels like all of us writers are standing behind the velvet rope at a posh club, watching the bouncer wave all of the pretty faces ahead of us. We’ve been standing here for so long, just waiting to get in and show everyone what we can offer.
So, you know what, readers? Skip the posh clubs. All they have to offer is ten-dollar drinks and bad lighting. Come on over to our place. We’re not going to charge you thirty bucks for a life of Britney. We’re going to offer you smart, entertaining fiction that’s not going to bust your bottom line.
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