Archive for February, 2011

On eating your seed corn

Friday, February 25th, 2011

Today, the disturbing news that is going around is that some publishers have asked Overdrive (the library lending program) to limit the number of checkouts for a digital lending license.

Look, I get that money is tight. I get that you’re worried about an infinite number of checkouts from one digital copy. I get that you’re projecting the future and it’s filled with fear. What I don’t get, however, is the utter disdain for the vital role that libraries fill in our community, and in the book-buying ecosystem.

So let’s talk about the lifecycle of a voracious reader: me.

I enjoyed reading from a very young age. I started forming lifelong habits at the age of ten, and continued through my twenties. It quickly became apparent that the sources of books available to me were vastly, vastly inadequate. My parents didn’t have a lot of discretionary income (having opted for discretionary children instead). We had a lot of books in the house, but a house that has 1,000 books in it is nothing–you finish most of those 1,000 books by the time you are 9 or 10, and that’s including the hours you spend struggling through “The Rise and Fall of the Third Reich,” because damn, there really isn’t anything else to read.

We got most of our additional reading through the library. We would go every week during the summer, and we’d each check out the maximum number of books. (Which I think was three or four). I would finish my own books on the first day of the week, and then swap with my sister. By the end of the week, we were all slavering, waiting for my little brother to finish his latest Hardy Boys book.

When I went away to college, I had to bend over backwards to keep my fiction reading up. I read everything I could find in the library. I borrowed from friends. On occasion, when I couldn’t bear to wait on the library waiting list for a new release, I would take the money for the book I wanted from my food budget–but since I was spending $15 a week on food, this was not always an option. Back then, I was willing to jump through the most enormous hoops to get books for free: begging, borrowing from people I barely knew, waiting for weeks on the library waiting list. I was more than willing to trade free time (which I had in spades) for books.

Since that time, my discretionary income has increased substantially, and my free time has decreased accordingly.

When I was young, and forming habits, and had no money, I could get free books. If I had not been able to get free books, I would have eventually found other ways to pass my time. Video games, role playing, television… you name it, there are a ton of other free or near-free habits I could, and would, have developed.

Today, library budgets are being slashed. Some publishers don’t make their books available for digital lending, and more publishers are actively hostile.

But let’s face the truth: libraries are an annoying way to get books. You have to wait. You have to read the book on someone else’s schedule–when you hit your spot–and you only have two weeks to read it before it’s ripped from your grasp, and later on, when you can’t remember the title or the author you can’t scour your shelves in vain.

A lend from a library is never as good as a purchase. People do it because they are readers, and they put up with it because it is really, really expensive to support a flat-out voracious reading habit on your own dime.

Publishers, if you make it impossible for young people–those in the “under 25″ category–to support a good reading habit on their own dime, these people are not going to start magically spending money on books when they start making a decent income. No; at that point, they’ll already have started spending their time haunting hulu instead, where they can actually get free entertainment. And when they start making money, they’ll be buying iTunes streams of those shows they watched for free.

Me, personally, I’d rather they were buying books.

When I was 20, I spent maybe $50 a year on books. Libraries subsidized my reading for 10 years of my life. But once I started having a reasonable income, the tables turned. I imagine that I’ll be spending over $5,000 a year on books–what I spent last year–every year for the rest of my life.

Libraries are the future of reading. When the economy is down, we need to make it easier for people to buy and read books for free, not harder. It is stupid to sacrifice tomorrow’s book buyers for today’s dollars, especially when it’s obvious that the source in question doesn’t have any more dollars to give you.

It’s finally here!

Wednesday, February 23rd, 2011

Today, the Smart Bitches Sizzling Book Club will be talking about Unveiled. The discussion starts at 6 PM EST that would be 9 PM EST, 6 PM PST, and yes, do you see why I need a copy-editor? I’ll join in around 7 PM PST.

I specifically scheduled an appointment that will last until 6, just so I wouldn’t be tempted to peek. Come talk to other people about my book. And then come talk to me! I will have a glass of wine, and that will eradicate my filter. You can get me to say ANYTHING with one glass of wine.

Looking forward to seeing you all!

*excitement*

The Kool-Aid I drink

Wednesday, February 16th, 2011

As a general rule, I try not to drink Kool-Aid in publishing. I don’t believe there is any one way to do things; everyone who’s found success has walked a different path, and whenever someone tells me “EVERYONE SHOULD DO IT THIS WAY!” I raise an eyebrow and think, really? Depending on which beverage vendor you choose, you can have your flavor: traditional publishing is dying, books will become advertisements with pretty graphics, or traditional publishing is on its way to becoming a lean, mean dynamo, but before that can happen, zombie pirates will eat our brains. Some say you should never self-publish because it’ll destroy your chances at a career in traditional publishing. Some say you should never traditionally publish because the evil overlords will steal your back-breaking labor for their own profit.

I dunno about any of that. I figure that any way authors can make money works for me.

But amidst a great deal of negative news, there is one kind of Kool-Aid I will happily imbibe, and today, I feel like drinking it.

I believe in books. And stories. I believe that most people are really good people. I firmly believe that in the years to come, people will continue to want to read. I don’t think that the business of telling stories will disappear anytime soon. If I wanted to, I could believe in doom and/or gloom. But no–sorry–I love books too much.

And so if there’s any Kool-Aid I drink, it’s the one that says that stories are magic and that they’ll be around for longer than I will.

*raises glass*

Heroes

Tuesday, February 15th, 2011

Every time I talk to my sisters about events in the past–sometimes even events in the recent past–I’m struck by how differently we see things. There’s a story we all tell about our mother, for instance, and everyone in my family tells it differently. (My mother’s version of the story insists that she wasn’t even the one who made the decision.)

For the most part, we’re all the heroes of our own tale. We make sense of the world in relation to us. Our world revolves around ourselves, even if we try to be cognizant of the fact that not everyone feels the same way. Even if we try not to be selfish, everyone is inevitable self-centered, at least in so far as their point of view is stuck behind their eyes. Someone tells me what I said and did a few months ago, and their view of it is colored indelibly by their point of view. And while I sometimes hear their account in surprise (I did what? I said what? Surely not!) I have to recognize that my glasses (permanently tinted rose, at least with regards to myself) are affixed.

One of the things I wanted to do with Unveiled (and the sequels involving the other Turner brothers) was explore this phenomenon. Everyone’s the hero of their own tale. I don’t think it’s possible to ever bring accounts of “what happened” into perfect harmony. It’s just not a resolvable problem.

It’s interesting to me now, as I finish touching up Unclaimed–Mark’s story–because I wonder whether people will try to sync up Mark’s view of things with Ash’s. Mark and Ash mention the same stories, but not quite in the same way. I wonder whether people will think that’s a feature or a bug.

The obvious “for instance”: No matter how old Mark gets, Ash will always see him as his little brother, someone who needs to be protected. When Mark is seventy years old, Ash will still be looking out for him, and getting annoyed because Mark failed to mention that he was going on a trip for a few days, and what if something had happened to him? In Unveiled, Ash identifies specific ways in which he needs to protect his brother. But like most grown men, Mark doesn’t think he needs to be protected at all….

Do you own your ebooks?

Monday, February 14th, 2011

Mike Shatzkin has an interesting post in which he makes the claim that (1) readers never own an e-book; they just own a license, and therefore (2) readers should stop complaining about DRM and the lack of the right of first sale, things that are “silly conversations” in the digital world.

The second point first: Shatzkin’s post is an exercise in circular logic, because the legal intricacies of license versus ownership are totally irrelevant to the questions he purportedly dismisses.

It is not enough to say “an e-book is only licensed.” Licenses have content that restrict use. There is no magical default license language in the sky–publishers and distributors set the terms of the license. If the publisher says, “you may not lend your e-books,” the license that the reader gets does not allow lending. If the publisher says, “you may lend your e-books,” lo and behold, lending is allowed.

It begs the question (note the correct use of the phrase, please) to say that readers should not complain about DRM because they have a license. Why the heck can’t readers complain about a license, when the terms of that license are dictated by the publisher? Even assuming that Shatzkin is right about the license/ownership debate, why is it a “silly conversation” to talk about the terms of the license? It’s not silly to complain when you are paying more for books where you receive fewer rights.

Saying “because it’s a license” doesn’t answer any of those questions. It just tells you why you have the questions in the first place. The question of license versus sale is irrelevant to the question of the content of the license. It is never a silly question for consumers to say to producers, “We would like a different license, please.”

There should be a name for the logical fallacy of equating “legal” with “unarguable,” but in an event, that’s what Shatzkin is doing.

Now we come to the second count: Shatzkin basically asserts that you don’t own your e-book; you merely have a license to use it. This is a categorical claim that does not track the (still unsettled) law on the question. As a note, I think Shatzkin is confusing ownership of the copyright with ownership of a copy.

To make the distinction clear: I own a copy of this paper book that I am holding in my hand. (It happens to be Tiffany Clare’s The Seduction of his Wife, in case you’re wondering.) I bought it at the store. Buying that copy gave me certain rights: the right to read it, to read it aloud, to give it away on my blog, to lend it to a friend, to resell it to someone else. I have the right to make an archival copy for personal use. I own a copy.

I do not own the copyright, nor do I have a license to distribute. That means that I cannot make photocopies of the book and distribute or sell them.

Now, let me start this off by saying that I have never seen anything that suggests that you cannot sell a digital copy. If anyone can point me to that, I’d love to see it. It’s true, however, that most sellers would prefer to license digital copies. This is because the seller retains more control that way. But no person can categorically state that all e-books are merely licensed and not sold. If you want to know if you have a license or a sale, you have to look at how the item in question is transferred. In Vernor v. Autodesk, the Ninth Circuit explained:

A software user is a licensee rather than an owner of a copy where the copyright owner (1) specifies that the user is granted a license; (2) significantly restricts the user’s ability to transfer the software; and (3) imposes notable use restrictions.

(For reference purposes, the Ninth Circuit falls on the “more likely to read as a license” bit of the license/ownership debate; this debate is not over by any means.)

Under this standard, I suspect at least some of the e-books I have purchased are in fact sales and not licenses. It’s also quite clear to me that nobody can say, “you didn’t buy your e-books!” without looking at the terms of the transfer. And someone who says, “Gosh, we’re all calling them sales, and that’s wrong!” needs to look at factor (1) in the standard above and ask, “If we are calling them sales, can they actually be licenses?”

Of course, my analysis doesn’t mean that we must perish under Shatzkin’s parade of horribles, in which one person buys one copy and then transfers it to infinity and beyond. The transfer of the digital copy requires you to effectively make a copy–something you can’t do with a print copy–and it’s an open question whether that is allowed for owners of a copy. You’d probably have to have a license to do that.

Where to find Courtney

Monday, February 14th, 2011

Today is Valentines Day, and that means you will find Courtney…spending the evening alone, since Mr. Milan is working the night shift tonight. (BIG frown.)

But! I’ve updated my page of signings on my website, so if you live in Southern California or New York, you can mark your calendars many weeks in advance of my appearance.

More importantly, on February 23rd, 2011, I will be at the Smart Bitches online Book chat. (I’ll post the link to the direct chat on the 23rd). The chat starts at 9PM EST/6 PM PST, and I’ll be joining the merry throng at 10/7 to answer questions and the like. Maybe I will have a glass of wine with the chat, and then you can see what Courtney is like when she has no filter!

Shudder in horror. Shudder in a great deal of horror.

How to get UNVEILED

Friday, February 11th, 2011

Hi. It’s been a busy last few weeks, and I promise I will resume regular blogging soon, as soon as I manage to get rid of this nasty cold.

I know the question on everyone’s mind is this: when is Mr. Milan going to post his review? I don’t have an answer to that. He wrote a review a week ago, but… it was filled with spoilers. I mean, filled with them. I was aghast. So I’m making him redo it, and sadly, Mr. Milan has to work. (I say “sadly” because this takes him away from vital activities, like reading and writing reviews and doing my laundry. But this helps keep my dog in dog treats, so I suppose it is necessary.)

In the meantime, I’ve heard many a tale of woe from people about not being able to find Unveiled in various bookstores. If you haven’t heard, things in publishing and bookselling right now are…well, to call them “unstable” would probably be a little kind. Let’s just say that some elements of publishing and/or book-selling appear to be poised for imminent doom. And while I’m not naming names, if you read publishing news, you can probably tell who or what appears to be on the border. *cough*

BUT.

In any event, I have heard that it may be harder to find Unveiled then usual. (In fact, it has been harder for me to find it, too.) This is actually true for a lot of books that were released this month, and not just Unveiled, so this advice goes for any book you want to read and can’t find. So here’s how you can deal with this:

  1. Go to the information desk at the store that doesn’t have the book, and request that the store order the book in. This will take somewhere between a few days to a week to deliver. I know this is a pain in the behind.
  2. Order the book online. There’s Amazon, but I also suggest Borders, Barnes & Noble, Powell’s, or ordering through your local romance-friendly indie (check Indiebound).
  3. Buy the e-book. There are a ton of buying choices here–kindle, nook, and kobo are the obvious ones, but there are also indie e-book sellers (All Romance Ebooks, for instance, has Unveiled available for $3.50 for the next 3 days, and I am a big fan of Books on Board).

Right now, everyone’s still sorting out distribution as best as possible. If I had my way, this book would be available everywhere in mass quantities. But then, if I had my way, there would be a thriving bookstore on every corner. Clearly, I am not having my way.

There’s a lot of doom and gloom in the publishing world, and it’s easy to get caught up in the bad news. But I really believe that no matter what happens, people will still want to read good stories. And nothing I have seen in the last few years convinces me that this will vanish.


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