There was a lot of thinking involved. A lot of umm-ing and ahh-ing. But I made the decision to leave the Publishing Industry (for a little while at least) a few weeks ago. The decision was not, by any means, an easy one to make but there were a multitude of reasons that led me to do so. With this is mind, I probably won’t be updating this tumblr for quite some time. I doubt anyone is that disappointed. Take care. Maree.
Subject: Male Author Craves Approval
Seriously? Come on, man. This is a publishing house, not the singles section of the local newspaper.
NEW FAVOURITE BOOK - Fabulous Nobodies by Lee Tulloch
"My frocks are very quiet in their closet. I know they are depressed. I feel sorry for them. Frocks are so vulnerable. There’s all this talk about the poor homeless people and the starving farmers, as if they were the world’s downtrodden. They’re not the only ones. It’s all out of proportion. Did anyone ever think of the frocks? There are more frocks on this planet than there are human beings. Yet you never hear a single word about the way the frocks suffer. All this stuff about Biafra and Tasmania, or whatever, and you never hear a peep out of anybody about the frocks. The poor frocks have to hang there and take it.”
Dear Submissions Editor,*
I’m hoping I’ve caught you at the perfect time. Right before you embark on your summer holidays so you’re not really paying attention to work. You’re too busy dreaming of those long, lazy days ahead, lying on a beach, spending quality time with the family, watching cricket on a 60” sceen or drunkenly revealing your true feelings for your superior to their face at the office Christmas Party (tick all applicable options). Basically, the one time of year when you’ll be in the right frame of mind to say; oh, sure, Liane. Whatever. Why not? Send your little manuscript. Send it forthwith. I’ll read it first thing next year. Then you’ll return from your break in 2011 feeling refreshed and relaxed, yet also invigorated and ready to see (or read) the best in everything. I will surely seem like the next Paul Jennings when you’re in such a good mood (the jaded, disillusioned feeling that everything you’re reading is all a load of trash doesn’t actually set in until at least March, does it?). Wow. She’s an evil genius, I hear you think. Perhaps I am. Perhaps I am.
*I really mean no disrespect to your position and I hope you won’t take offence at my letter!
YESTERDAY’S NINEMSN POLL
Ninemsn’s polls are usually of very little interest to me, mainly because their topics are often quite loaded and tend to favour heterosexual, Anglo-Australians. But, obviously, this one caught my eye. At first I was slightly annoyed at the question itself because, let’s face it, it’s kind of a silly question. It’d be exactly like asking if you preferred reading a paperback book to a hardback book. Yes, you may have a preference but it doesn’t mean that you would turn down the option of your least preferred if your first preference was unavailable. E-readers are just another delivery system. I felt the phrasing of the question ignored this fact. That being said, once I voted and saw that 10% of those who had participated in this poll (at the point that I had) preferred reading on an e-reader I was actually blown away!
Yesterday Jonathan Franzen made an announcement to his readers at a publicity event in London’s Southbank. The critically acclaimed author, who was recently on the cover of Time magazine, regretted to inform his fans that HarperCollinsPublishers UK had printed an earlier version of the Freedom manuscript by mistake.
This affects stock in the United Kingdom, Australia and New Zealand. Franzen’s US publisher, FSG, are the only ones to print the correct version of the text.
It is estimated that this (easy to make!) mistake will cost HarperCollinsPublishers dearly.
Read more here:
Jonathan Franzen signing copies of Freedom after a reading in Powell’s Books, Portland.
Powell’s Books in Portland, Oregon.
…stealing toilet paper from the Burger King, which she had done several times trying to survive as an assistant in publishing… — from Life Sentences by Laura Lippman