I am really annoyed by a blog and particular post I ran across earlier today. I don’t think I want to name it, and didn’t leave a comment because frankly I couldn’t think of anything to say except “get over yourself.”
It was ironically enough titled “Authors Behaving Badly” and I guess you can search on it if you’re interested enough, but the gist of it was the state of publishing today, and how self-publishing is becoming so common that everyone and his dog is publishing their books and then spamming everyone on social networking sites with ads for their books. Ok, fair enough, that is obnoxious.
But the final line of the post is what really got to me.
It’s not pretty out there, people. So those of you who kind of suck at writing, (you’d know who you are if you read what you wrote) could you just roll over? The rest of us are feeling crowded.
Umm… listen Princess, if you can’t take the heat get out of the kitchen. Being whiny and petulant is not going to convince me of anyone’s prowess as a writer. Maybe this self-admitted “mid-list” author needs to get out of the field, and leave getting published to the Edith Whartons, Joyce Carol Oates, Junot Diaz, Isabel Allende, John Updike and the Annie Proulx’s of the world. If self-publishing by bad writers is such a threat, then this is probably not the best line of work to be in. At least until you grow up a little and learn to play with the big kids.
Plenty of bad books get published by “traditional” publishing houses, and plenty of good books that deserve to be published are not.