Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

Even in the Battle for the Showroom, odd alliances may already be springing up. Barnes and Noble has issued a powerful condemnation of Amazon, claiming the Internet retailer has “undermined the industry as a whole and prevented millions of customers from having access to content…as they continue to pull content off the market for their own self interest.” But in an unexpected turn, authors may be in the first wave B&N has to fight. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

There’s something about the stance of writers in the publishing community right now that isn’t quite what it should be. I don’t have to get too specific in describing this. It’s never more evident than at this time of year when two of our biggest conferences are choreographed to pass in the night. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

Your hot seat awaits at the Writer’s Digest Conference and Digital Book World Conference in New York. Not since Margaret Mitchell fanned those other flames has the industry gathered in so superheated a salon of controversies for the kickoff of its annual ConfabWorld season. Can’t be there? No problem. Keep these hashtags handy: #wdc12 and #dbw12. We’ll be sure some smoke gets in your eyes. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

Today, it wouldn’t hurt our con­gre­ga­tion of pub­lish­ing to catch a church-window reflec­tion of how we look engag­ing in one industry-wide panic after the next. Our ener­getic knees-up exer­cises of fever­ish fel­low­ship seem so fre­quent nowa­days that we might as well sched­ule them. Plus: Why “The Joy of Books” is joyless cuteness. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

In chatting with some year-enders as we watched that ball ex machina descend in Times Square to haul us all out of the mess that was 2011, it became clear that many authors today see the digitization of things as just such a handy lift, a chariot swinging low to carry us home (where the readers are) — to deliver everyone from the gatekeeping Eumenides of old publishing and into the stage-center jig-fest of DIY abandon. Mickey Rooney, that ancient thespian, called this “let’s put on a show!” Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

Dan Blank of We Grow Media and I are planning a series of informational pre-confab pieces for you starting January 9, 2012. And I’ll be tweet-storming the dramatic recitations and balletic debates, barre the door, at the major publishing conferences of the season. DISCOUNT: Use code WDCTWEET to get $50 off your Writer’s Digest Conference full registration — and hurry. It starts on January 20 in New York City. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

By Porter Anderson | @Porter_Anderson   From Decem­ber 22, 2011 Part of my series of columns on pub­lish­ing, Writ­ing on the Ether, appear­ing Thurs­days at JaneFriedman.com Flirting with foolishness I don’t make predictions. Especially at this time of year. It lies before us, the future does. ‘Tis the reason: I just don’t know. I think even… Read More

Book Review

Near the center line of his recently published football opera, Slotback Rhapsody, debut novelist Christopher Harris can make even the most skeptical guy in the stands believe his protagonist’s secret. You’re ready to buy into the idea that this author has memorized a playbook as rich as the one his likeable hero keeps executing. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

And there were in the same coun­try tra­di­tional pub­lish­ers abid­ing in the field, keep­ing watch over their hard­backs by night. Because Peter Mey­ers‘ new Break­ing the Page had yet to be pub­lished. And, lo, the Archangel Android came upon them, and the glory of Seat­tle shone ’round about them. And they were sore afraid. Read More

Writing on the Ether | JaneFriedman.com

By Porter Anderson | @Porter_Anderson   From Decem­ber 8, 2011 Part of my series of columns on pub­lish­ing, Writ­ing on the Ether, appear­ing Thurs­days at JaneFriedman.com   A digital dogfight   Propellers spinning, exhaust plumes curling, wings tipped at disastrous angles. Rat-a-tat-a-tat. Pa-rum-pum-pum-pum. Shut up, Bieber. I mean Bieba. (Did he just sing, “I am a… Read More