In "The Destructive Influence of Imaginary Peers" (The New York Times) we learn that peer pressure propaganda can be a more effective way to influence people (and maybe win friends, too). I imagine fans of stuff like NLP are rubbing their hands over this stuff, with the exception that this has some basis in real science and NLP from all I have seen does not; it's essentially a pretentiously-labeled motivational thinking system. But that's another story.Read more
Book culture is in far less peril than many choose to assume, for the notion of an imperiled book culture assumes that book culture is a beast far more refined, rarified, and fragile than it actually is. By defining books as against technology, we deny our true selves, we deny the power of the book. Let’s restore to publishing its true reputation — not as a hedge against the future, not as a bulwark against radical change, not as a citadel amidst the barbarians, but rather as the future at hand, as the radical agent of change, as the barbarian.
Those few sentences are from the tail end of this very long but deeply stimlating article, which is worth reading over a cup of coffee. Many of the ideas in it are points I've stumbled across on my own: that books are actually not low-tech (and for that reason, not in need of special protection from technological advancement); that better publishing technology does not automatically yield better publishing; and that the sheer abundance of books out there is a problem all by itself.Read more
Somewhere — blame my sieve of a memory for not having a precise citation — someone said that the one thing we all need to work on is not getting up into a lather about stuff. If we took stuff less personally, all of us, we wouldn't have 85% of the guff that we have to deal with. If we stopped seeing everything flung our way as a challenge to our honor or our masculinity or our intelligence or even our patience, we'd be a lot happier for it.
Problem is, I think we like to take things personally. We really do. It shifts the blame for our own actions away from us and onto others, whether or not those others are justified in their own reactions. It feels good to have someone else to blame for something, even if that rush of self-righteousness doesn't last for more than twelve seconds.Read more
Another friend, another conversation.
Him: "I feel like too much of my creativity is transient and lost because it goes into games [that is, RPGs], though I'm reasonably certain that's just a matter grass, fences, and greenness."
Self: "I've been wrestling with this myself — whether creativity is something that's meant to create permanent artifacts or transient experiences."
A day after typing those words, the inherent false dichotomy of such a statement fairly hit me in the face. It's not that creativity has to result in one or the other: a book can be as transient an experience as it is a permanent thing, especially since you can only read a book for the first time once. Was it one of my English professors who said he would give anything to be able to read King Lear for the first time again? I think it was; I suggested to him that he should see Ran as a possible way to do that.
Every book I've written, or will write, is meant to exist in two incarnations: as a wad of paper with ink marks on it (and a digital file), and as an experience. I have a lot less control than I might think over how it unfolds as an experience, something hammered rather brutally home when a prospective reader found one of my books completely uninteresting. Not a thing I could do about it save nod and remind myself not everything is for everyone.
Is either one — artifact or experience — better than the other? I sided with the artifact, because I felt at least then I had something I could fall back on and point to as proof of my hard work. But I get just as jealous sometimes of those who do their work and go, and leave no traces except in the form of a good time that was had by all. I know, in the end, there shouldn't be a dichotomy — and I suspect there isn't one, except of course in my mind. But that in turn makes the challenge of pledging allegiance to the artifact, as it were, all the tougher.
The other afternoon, on the way back home from the city (Samsung, please, you didn't need Radio City Music Hall to launch a phone), I took some time to organize the wiki I use to track all the ideas I used to jot down on six thousand different pieces of paper and in a dozen different notebooks. As romantic and self-disciplining as it is to fill a notebook by hand, it quickly becomes a management nightmare.
Two things struck me. First, the sheer magnitude of jottings that I considered to be discrete ideas. Some of them were no more than a few words, but in each case it was clear (to me, anyway) what they amounted to and in what direction they were intended to be developed. The second thing, and the more striking one on reflection, was how I was prioritizing — maybe better to say triaging — the development of each. For the first time I could recall, I was consciously saying to myself about some project, "I can't work on that story yet."Read more
Earlier when I noted how Edmund Wilson, in 1937, was making all the same complaints about the movies that David Denby makes today, I realized something. Hollywood in 1937 must have seemed much like the Internet today: a medium still in its relative infancy, but one having ripened to the point where people were already claiming to smell rot in the air.
I've never bothered to hide my distaste for the likes of Facebook and Twitter — both of which I do use, but only inasmuch as I use them to call attention to this site, or to deal with things that can't happen anywhere else. I'm trying not to build any dependencies on either one, because a) they're not mine and b) they're not "social media" but ad platforms, and anyone who thinks otherwise has one rude shock in store when they find out the next way those guys, and all the rest of their kind, have in store for monetizing their so-called users. The advertisers aren't the product; the users are.
None of this is news, but it bears repeating every so often. It also lends perspective: we have been in this elevator before. A great new medium appears, trailing all sorts of promise, laden with flash and filigree, and before long it becomes just another way to sell soap and beer. But it thrives despite this, in big part because everything that is wretched about it has to be constantly maintained and rebuilt, and everything that is great about it thrives anyway.
You need a very particular set of circumstances to pull this magic trick off. First, you need a beloved, pre-existing property. If Veronica were a brand-new character, the donations don't fly in this fast and furious, even if Thomas had a strong track record from other series. Maybe down the road, someone like Dan Harmon or Joss Whedon tries an original concept this way (I imagine "Dr. Horrible" could have been done this way had Kickstarter existed during the last writers strike), but for the time being, anything that requires several million dollars to work will have to be something the funders already care about.
My wife's a bigger fan of Veronica Mars than I (and that's mainly because she's seen the show and I haven't; I'm not pre-emptively excluding myself from the possibility of being a fan), so for me, from the outside, this appears more curious than genuinely exciting. What stood out most for me was the above insight: that you have far more success riding on the coattails of an established piece of IP than you do trying to sell someone on a new idea, cold, no matter what the venue.
It's a little like something I once told a friend in half-jest: Given the recent craze for public-domain mash-ups, I bet I could write The Adventures of Tom Sawyer and Huckleberry Finn, Ninja Assassins and it would outsell everything else in my catalog put together by several orders of magnitude. He asked my why, then, I didn't commit such a fine, ambitious enterprise to paper. I threatened to give his septum a fist massage.Read more
Nile Rodgers again:
Ultimately I try and make a record for the entire world, but I know that can't be possible. ... When I'm making a record, I have to be very aware of who I really am making it for: my artist. If the record doesn't reflect that artist and their personality and their fan base, it doesn't make sense; it's almost a non-record. It's like when you go to a restaurant and you see a children's menu. That menu presupposes that there are a whole bunch of kids that are going to like franks and beans and fried chicken and pizza and spaghetti — you don't try and get the kids to eat caviar.
Again, emphases mine.Read more
My friend and fellow author Gabirel Squalia recently had this to say:
So often — from Margaret Atwood to the recent crop of YA authors — we're presented with characters the author clearly dislikes [
because the publisher is demanding they write those characters despite this dislike] [see below]. And we're not talking about creating stories that readers want, because readers are interested in the offbeat and Gaimanesque; we're talking about creating stories that editors want to sell to readers, and both the types of acceptable stories and their methods of telling are shrinking, both.
Those who sell movies and books and whatnot to people know that the easiest way to do that is to find out what's already selling and associate their product with it in some manner. That also includes the commissioning of work to explicitly satisfy such requirements: why dig for what you know you want when you can just have it produced to fit? Why not save yourself that step?Read more
In Howard Massey's Behind the Glass — a really fine compilation of discussions and practical advice from a whole slew of music producers — there is a great conversion with Nile Rodgers, he of Chic and later producer of everyone from Madonna to David Bowie. At one point he's asked "For all the technological advances of the last 20 years, do you think records today sound better than they did 20 years ago?" ("Today" here meaning 2000.) Rodgers's answer:
No, absolutely not. Because for whatever we've gained in technical superiority, it makes us not necessarily work as hard. ... The fact was that we had to overcome all of those problems that the equipment gave us, and the net benefit of overcoming all of those variables was an artistic statement in and of itself. ... The old restrictions in technology forced us to do things right. It forced us to have to make decisions. It forced us to spiritually be so in tune with the other people that magic had to happen. It made you step up to the plate .... [I]n the old days, when a person hired me to work on a record, I had to get it right, right there. You had to play great, you had to be smokin', and there was no way that they could fix it and make it better .... When I played on Michael Jackson's last record ... I didn't have to give them the definitive, perfect, guitar part; I gave them lots of definitive, perfect guitar parts, and they decided which ones to use. That's weird to me. Once you're unlimited, you'll never play that same way — you'll just go on and on .... It's like the ultimate jazz person's fantasy: "You mean to tell me I'm going to solo for the rest of my life, and and you guys will think it's great?"
Emphasis mine. This was in the days right when Protools was just becoming a consumer commodity, and every desktop PC could become a DAW that rivalled $50,000 workstations from only a few years back.Read more
A question I asked myself a while back, which I'm still working out:
... why is it that people who make the greatest pretenses towards the harnessing of the power of imagination are often themselves so unimaginative about human experience?
In other words, why is it that SF&F writers are far from being immune to bigotry, xenophobia, atavism, and the whole rest of that catalog of ills that you would think being a writer of such material would give you plenty of incentive not to have?Read more
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"[Radiohead] were so into the net around the time of Kid A," he says. "Really thought it might be an amazing way of connecting and communicating. And then very quickly we started having meetings where people started talking about what we did as 'content'. They would show us letters from big media companies offering us millions in some mobile phone deal or whatever it was, and they would say all they need is some content. I was like, what is this 'content' which you describe? Just a filling of time and space with stuff, emotion, so you can sell it?"
Even if you have no love for Radiohead (and I know a few who don't), this is spot-on. Such are the side effects of a market economy where keeping a pipeline filled — putting books on a shelf, not letting the screens in a multiplex go blank — is more important than making a connection to another person, let alone cultivating an audience.Read more
A while back in a blog post for work, I wrote about (among other things) how I feared the prevalence of cheap $1-and-under e-books would cause the market for same to fall through entirely. I'm pleased to report that, as far as I can tell, I was wrong.
For indie publishers, like myself, the proper price point now seems to be around $5-7. Anything more than that puts you smack into competition with the big publishing houses (who are willing to charge as much as $15 or more); anything less than that marks you as too desperate to be serious.Read more