It's not that I don't like talking to people; I was once a stand up comic, so I'm not exactly shy and retiring. It's just that it's so bloody soulless. Frankly I would rather gargle leftover lipo fat than network.
There is statistical evidence showing that adult women read more novels than men, attend more book clubs than men, use libraries more than men, buy more books than men, take more creative writing courses than men, and probably write more works of fiction than men. If women suddenly stopped reading, the novel would nearly disappear.
Writers live a solitary existence, much like a tiger, but at least tigers get to meet other tigers during mating season.
I had a novel published at the end of 2010, almost exactly four years ago. Here's an actual question we asked ourselves after its release: Should we also put out an ebook edition? This got me thinking about Amazon.
If I don't publish X by age 27, I'm finished. As I passed 27, then 37 and finally 40, I began to take a longer view about publishing careers and realized how silly it was to think that authorship possessed some sort of expiration date.
We should do more to help potential entrepreneurs in places where domestic economies are too weak to assist. If we give this effort a higher priority in our country's foreign policy, we can create a healthier balance of world commerce.
Set in the fictional sleepy town of Mill River, Vermont both novels portray the deep complexities of its small town characters and their bigger than life problems.
Darcie Chan is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of The Mill River Recluse. Her rise to success is phenomenal to say the least.
Over the past 15 years as an independent author, I have learned a few things. Some might disagree with my conclusions, but not to worry. I am used to being pummeled, rejected and contradicted. I have been around a long time, and I am still standing.
I have long been in the camp of people who love to hate Amazon. It's a "can't live with them, can't live without them" kind of attitude we who profess to not love big imposing corporations looking to take over the world seem to adopt.
Amazon's e-book pricing dispute with Hachette raises a myriad of fascinating issues. But one aspect of the dispute is particularly fascinating: The crazy tone and content of Amazon's public statements.
A couple of months ago I asked indie mystery authors how they are getting their books translated to Spanish. To my surprise, only a handful of authors were translating their books.
In many ways, an entrepreneur's career is like a football game. Both combine a swift pace with a highly competitive atmosphere. The "game" is divided into four quarters. In the first quarter you assess the other team's strengths and weaknesses based on your scouting report.
Amazon is asking authors to roll the dice and play a game of craps. A few lucky players will win big but the broader community of authors will lose. The odds are controlled by Amazon, opaque and ever-shifting.
These summer reads are more spiked than sweet. Indulge in the seedier side of the season with our favorite hot-tempered page turners from Stephen King, Hunter S. Thompson, Neil Gaiman, and more
Hours of my day as a professor and writer are spent reading onscreen. But when I know I'll want to reflect on what I have read, to read it again, and to have it stare back at me when I'm working in my study, I read in print.
The Story of My Teeth, on every level, is obsessed with artifice and the slipperiness of identity. Now translated by Christina MacSweeney, in collaboration with Luiselli, the book mimics her own play with authorial identity. In the book, Gustavo Sánchez Sánchez, also known as Highway, claims to be writing a “dental autobiography,” though the question of whose words we’re actually reading later becomes complicated.
by no less than Chinua Achebe, to be a colonialist, ultimately racist piece of writing about Africa and indigenous peoples who are little understood