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The long goodbye

Pal Joey’s new book, 19th Nervous Breakdown: Making Human Connections in the Landscape of Commerce, most of which is based on his experiences working at a store in the expiring Borders chain, gets a mention from a columnist in the Plain Dealer. Meanwhile, Lance Mannion points out that most of the obituaries for Borders omit certain crucial facts concerning the cause of death.

It may be too late for Borders, but it’s just the right time to get a copy of Joe’s book. I’m just sayin’. It makes a nice palette cleanser after chowing down on the latest George R. R. Martin.

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Turn the page

Aside from the fact that as a writer I have a vested interest in seeing lots of venues for selling books, I felt a little twinge at the news that the Borders Books and Music chain is about to be sold for scrap. When the East Brunswick Borders opened in the early Nineties, it was the first time I’d been in a big box bookstore with enough stock to rival my beloved Coliseum Books (during its reign just below Columbus Circle). And since I was covering East Brunswick for the News Tribune (another brand since gone extinct), stopping by Borders for a couple of cups of java and a stroll through the stacks made for a nice prelude to meeting nights. It certainly adds a note of poignance to friend Joe’s book 19th Nervous Breakdown, which grew out of his time working at a Borders store in the Bay Area.

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The future of publishing — maybe

Andrew Sullivan thinks he has seen the future of publishing, and it’s print on demand:

My own view is that the publishing industry deserves to die in its current state. It never made economic sense to me; there are no real editors of books any more; the distribution network is archaic; the technology of publishing pathetic; and the rewards to authors largely impenetrable. I still have no idea what my occasional royalty statements mean: they are designed to be incomprehensible, to keep the authors in the dark, to maintain an Oz-like mystery where none is required.

The future is obviously print-on-demand, and writers in the future will make their names first on the web. With e-distribution and e-books, writers will soon be able to put this incompetent and often philistine racket behind us. It couldn’t happen too soon.

Joseph Zitt, meanwhile, is preparing to go the print-on-demand route with his new nonfiction book, 19th Nervous Breakdown:

Of course, I know that going with the print-on-demand non-returnable method in the first place cuts my odds on being carried in most stores down to just about nil. The current state of the book economy, however, makes bookstore distribution unaffordable to all but the largest publishers, and even they are starting to rethink it. (Harper Studio’s recent deal with Borders is a sign that een they are rethinking it.)

It is, however, essential to have the books available in online stores or to order, which means going through a house that has distribution through Ingram or B&T. So going through something like Lulu.com’s Published By You program is what it takes. And that has odd limitations on the book formats (the fault, they claim, of the printers that they use).

Full disclosure: I’ve known Joe for decades, and he asked me to contribute a blurb for 19th Nervous Breakdown, which I was happy to do — as those of us who’ve been following his blog already know, he’s an excellent writer with a unique perspective. To a certain extent he has, as Sullivan suggests, “made his name on the Web.” I would also point to John Scalzi as a model for writers using the Internet to establish their literary reputations. He’s even a big enough draw on the Internet to issue a volume of posts culled from his blog Whatever, issued by the boutique Subterranean Press.

The biggest difference is that Scalzi is a science fiction writer, and SF enjoys a well organized and durable fan base that makes it easier to get the word out. Self-published books have been around a long time, but the successful ones are usually titles with a guaranteed speciality angle: inspirational books like The Celestine Prophecy or business advice titles. Writers of general-interest nonfiction or literary fiction who opt to self-publish are still considered vanity-press clowns unable to make headway with real publishers. If self-publishing is, as Andrew Sullivan suggests, the wave of the future, the wave will only begin to crest when mainstream, established writers with good reputations decide to issue POD titles.

Hmmmmm . . .  I wonder what Andrew Sullivan plans to do for his next book? Or is the future only for other people?

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