Bored now.
UPDATE: Thanks for the comments. What’s up now is just a placeholder till I can get my act together and do something more elaborate.
Please pardon the ugly while I struggle to redesign the site. Got tired of the singin’ the blues. Looking for something warmer…lighter…dare I say it? Will I jinx the entire northeastern US and bring down an April blizzard on our heads if I say I’m feeling spring-ish?
Here goes nothin’.
Yes. THIS.
Kerry Allen has the last word on e-piracy. Everybody else – and that includes “industry professionals” who tell authors to quit bitching about being bent over and buggered without benefit of lube by scumbag thieves because it might “alienate readers” – can just suck on this for a while, yes? Yes.
Also, have you visited Romance Cooties lately?
M/M Romance Challenge
The M/M Romance Challenge, hosted by Anesthezea at I ? Paperbacks.

I’m trying for 10 m/m romances between now and the end of August.
My list thus far:
- A Heat. Seeking. Missile. by E.M. Lynley
- Mexican Heat by Josh Lanyon & Laura Baumbach
- A Roof for the Rain by Katrina Strauss
Cadbury eggs are birthed from the loins of Satan himself.
In other news, Kerry Allen has finally (FINALLY) launched Romance Cooties. (Because I haven’t been waiting six months already. Jeez.)
I’m finding Twitter an excellent way of getting further and further in the hole when it comes to my writing, but I’m picking up lots of nifty gossip. For example, Blind Item the First: What major epublisher has let it be known the “fad” of m/m romance is over? This despite at least three other large epubs reporting increasing sales in the sub-genre and calling for more m/m submissions?
Saw Duplicity last night. Very Ocean’s 11, but darker and with more sex, and about 30 minutes too long. Theater was PACKED.
So far this first weekend of spring ’09 has been a bit of a bust in terms of productivity on any level, but I have high hopes for tomorrow. Can’t possibly be more of a slacker than I have the past two days.
Grrr. Argh. Plus! Actual content.
I caught a nasty undercurrent of that whole “authors need to keep their mouths shut lest they alienate readers” thing again today, and it made me a little sick inside – particularly since the conversation was about ebook piracy. Apparently, authors just need to suck it up, buttercup, because the last thing readers want to hear is that we’re pissed over thievery.
I don’t understand this attitude, especially coming from an industry professional whose livelihood is tied to the success of epublishing.
To paraphrase author Ann Vremont, alienated readers aren’t the problem, from a business standpoint – alienated BUYERS (and potential buyers) are the problem. Is a buyer/potential buyer going to be offended because I come out strongly against ebook piracy? Why? They’re willing to pay for the books they read. Ebook piracy hurts them, too, because it causes prices to rise, the same way insurance fraud causes premiums to rise. It’s caused at least one author to reconsider writing an entire series because the profit/loss margin was too thin. So buyers and potential buyers who are willing to pay me for my work should be just as unhappy about piracy as I am.
But if the readers this industry pro was talking about are the ones who steal books, well, then…fuck ‘em. Let ‘em be alienated. They’ve already alienated me, and no lame-ass justification like “but if I like what I steal, I may pay for it later,” is going to change that.
I know I can be offensive as hell, in that whole “if you don’t have anything nice to say…” way of women everywhere. I know it’s probably cost me a few sales. I know it’s made me a few sales, too. There are companies to which I’d never bother submitting my work because I find the comments and behavior of some of their employees off-putting. I have no doubt at least one or two of these same companies would reject my work only because it’s mine. So we’re all in agreement, and I’m good with the balance.
And digital thieves can still blow me. ![]()
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New reviews:
4 Stars from BookWenches for Year of the Cat: “Selah March’s Year of the Cat takes the fairytale Puss and Boots and stands it on its ear. This is not the children’s story that many of us grew up loving; this is a much darker tale filled with anger and violence… For all its dark overtones and BDSM theme, this is a very well-done and enjoyable story about love and the transforming nature of sacrifice made in the name of love. Ms. March has done a fantastic and clever job of weaving a fairytale out of Year of the Cat. The tone is very matter-of-fact and “once upon a time,” even though the subject matter is a little startling. This has a distinct feeling of being the dark counterpart to the Puss in Boots tale, and I was thrilled to be able to pick out similarities in plot between the two stories.
If you are a fan of the fairytale, I recommend that you give Year of the Cat a shot. It will give you a whole new outlook on Puss in Boots that has nothing to do with cartoon tabby cats who sound suspiciously like Antonio Banderas. Well done, Ms. March. I look forward to your next offering!” ~B.D. Whitney
4.5 Stars from Reviews by Jessewave for Whiskey Tango Foxtrot: “I’m not a huge fan of mysteries or horror stories, but the very aptly named Whiskey Tango Foxtrot was an enthralling read that kept me wide-eyed and reading voraciously to find out what happens next. I’m looking forward to reading more from Ms. March.” ~emmyjag
Finally, I have a guest blog up this week at BookWenches on the subject of antagonists, villains and anti-heroes. I tried not to sound like my senior year English teacher. I suspect I failed.
Occasionally, I "insult" my mother by calling her "Mom," too.
This pissed me off beyond the telling. Not the original post, but the blithe, “yeah, I’m screwing you and I could give a fuck, aren’t I frickin’ ADORABLE?” attitude of a certain commenter.
Hey, doll. I know you’re sort of irredeemably slimy, you know you’re sort of irredeemably slimy, do we really have to listen to your attempts to justify your sliminess on top of it?
We do?
Really?
*sigh*
How ’bout this: If you can’t afford to buy a book, instead of stealing it…don’t buy it. Save up. That’s what I do when I see something I want and don’t have the money in my wallet to purchase it. Yeah, I know – how 20th century. Why eschew instant gratification at any cost? Not like it’s SCREWED AN ENTIRE ECONOMY OR ANYTHING.
The invitation to blow me stands. I’m sure you won’t mind if I close my eyes and think of England (or Edinburgh, as the case may be), and then disinfect like a scene out of Silkwood when you’re through, right?
I need to go buy something off iTunes and pay for it. Maybe twice, for good measure. Who knows? Maybe it’ll start a trend.