…when the first Fords are rolling off the line?
Today I read this blog post by author Joe Konrath.
It’s all made me wonder. Am I trying to sell a radio show when television’s just been invented?
Here’s the reason why I think not. While Joe Konrath is happy about his ability to focus on writing and not having to spend countless hours on appearances–and I know plenty of writers who would similarly see this as a gift–I’m not one of them.
I have a dream of going to as many independent bookstores across the country as I can get to–the Declaration of Independents tour–and if the readers aren’t lining up yet, then I can meet the booksellers.
For this, of course, you need a book. An actual print book, which I dearly hope is not a horse and buggy, or the lovely Boylan sisters (were they even real?)
I love books, and bookstores, and I also love the prospect of meeting readers. In person, live, no matter how much the cost and effort required from me.
I can meet readers on-line–here, and on the blogs I recently rounded up (another list coming soon, I promise)–and other great forums and listservs. Those outlets aren’t lesser to me, but they aren’t the whole story either.
I long to shake a physical hand and hand over a physical book.
Now about to go on submission again, I guess we’ll see if I ever will.
If not, then I’m awfully glad that the Joe’s and the Karen’s and the Rob’s have proved something else can be done.