While self-publishing is becoming more mainstream, there are still a lot of people who are prejudiced against the process and the authors.
And I’m not saying that there’s not some horrible stuff out there–I’ve read it!–but I don’t think it will take much to shake those writers out. Negative feedback will either 1) cause them to try again and write better, 2) cause them to stop writing, 3) cause people to stop buying their stuff and forcing either #1 or #2 to happen.
And, let’s be honest: I’ve read some pretty bad stuff that was traditionally-printed. My husband was just complaining the other day about a bad book and said, “Why can’t my wife get her good book published when crap like this gets published–and in hardback!”
This morning I read a post by Anderson Porter about a four-piece article written a few weeks in the Boston Phoenix by Eugenia Williamson, entitled The dead end of DIY publishing. I had read the Williams piece earlier, and the more than fifty comments, which in my opinion had done a more than adequate job of pointing out its problems. But when Anderson seemed to accept much of her analysis, and labeled the comments as “the usual pitchfork-waving, spittoon-dinging dismissals, I found myself spending the rest of the morning writing a reply. When I finished, I thought I ought to expand abit, and post what I had to say as a blog, thereby at least justifying a morning lost to writing on my next book. So here goes:
I am a DIY self-published author, who found Williamson’s piece upsetting because it did what so many other pieces have done…
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