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No, no, and no

Friday, May 13th, 2011

The latest news from the publishing front is that some agents are starting publishing arms.

In case you wonder how this will operate, some of the details are here. Here’s the crucial line:

[N]et receipts will be divided on a 50/50 basis between author and agency, once production costs have been recouped out of the first receipts.

Yikes. If you’re an author or an aspiring author, and your agent offers you these or similar terms, do not pass go, do not do anything else. Go directly to your computer and type up a certified letter firing your agent and put it in the mail. Immediately.

There are two reasons why this is egregiously, stunningly, awfully bad.

First, it sets up an extraordinary conflict of interest for the agent.

Let me illustrate. Imagine an agent lands a traditional publishing deal for his client–$10,000 for a first book. Yay!

Now, you also think that the client can self-publish, and after expenses, and taking into account the time-value of money, the agent estimates they’ll make $8,000 over the lifetime of the book. (Don’t ask me how they estimate that.) Yay! Options!

How should the agent advise the client?

The traditional publisher will make the agent $1,500 and the client $8,500. Under the Ed Victor model, if the client self-publishes, the agent will make $4,000 and the client will make $4,000.

In order to properly serve the interests of the client, the Ed Victors of the world would have to advise the client to take the traditional publishing deal. But this model just skewed the take so that the agent has every financial incentive to give the client bad advice. It gives the agent a $2,500 financial incentive to lie to the client and overestimate the value of self-publishing. More importantly, it gives the agent a $2,500 financial incentive to lie to himself about the value of self-publishing.

At the point when the agent’s interests stop aligning with the client’s, the client can no longer trust the agent to tell the truth. Once that happens, the agency relationship has been irreparably broken.

The second reason this is an instant firing offense is that the terms are unbelievably bad. Ed Victor is talking about starting this with backlist books–books that have already been edited. What is he putting into the equation that is worth 50% of the take? I don’t see it–I really just don’t see more than a few hours of work on his part. He calls someone who scans books. He calls a proofer. He calls a formatter. He calls a cover artist. He pays maybe $800 total for those services–which payment is relatively risk free to him, because the production expenses repay him first. For about 30 minutes of phone calls and 30 minutes of responding to e-mails, he’s taking  50% after expenses are paid. The only way I can understand why anyone would agree to this is because to an uneducated author, it looks better than the 92% that the publisher would take.

Agents who take a 50% cut because their authors aren’t educated as to the alternatives are not acting in their clients’ best interest. On the contrary: they’re declaring themselves to be shysters to the entire world.

There is really only one way to deal with this sort of thing: fire the agent. Now. Even if he didn’t make the proposal to you, if your agent announces this skewed a business model, go to your computer, fire up your word processor, and fire them that same day. Period.

I think there can be a productive, valuable role for agents, even in the self-publishing world. I’m still thinking about what that is, but I think it can exist. But this is definitely not it.

Math proves my inevitable victory

Sunday, April 3rd, 2011

Now, you may have noticed that Julie James and I have had a friendly partnership in DA BWAHA–I help her get votes, she helps me get votes. It was nice while it lasted. But now we’re forced into head-to-head competition, in this the final round of DA BWAHA.

(Someone tell me: How did I get into the final round of DA BWAHA? Oh–it’s because you all voted for me! Thank you!)

Now, I have to admit to some trepidation about this particular opponent. Not only is Julie James nice, and not only is her book funny and smart and sexy all at once, but gosh darn it, she is a machine. Let me give you some idea of how machine like she is. She won Round 1 by 500 votes, Round 2 by 280 votes, Round 3 by 410 votes, Round 4 by 251 votes, and Round 5 by 123 votes. I stand in awe–those are some seriously impressive vote tallies.

Let me give you some idea of how not-machine like I am. I squeaked by a win in Round 1 by 3 votes. I managed to get Round 2 to 113 votes. Round 3 was another squeaker–18 votes total–and Round 4 I won by 113 votes. Round 5 was 21. In other words, my best winning margin is less than Julie James’s worst winning margin.

Humph. Most people will say that things look grim for our hero. (That’s me, in case you’re wondering.) But why be deterred by ordinary things like facts, when I can prove that I will win by mathematics?

Behold and weep! These are my win margins:

You see? How else can you explain this data, except with some sinusoidal function? It must be!

Now let’s take a look at Julie James’s winning margins:

Holy cow! What looked like rampant winning is actually a trend that will end in loss and gnashing of teeth!

Take a look at what they look like together:

Come on, guys. Can you argue with math? Really, can you?

Okay. Maybe you can. But would you want to? If basic math fails us, the sun won’t shine, the earth won’t spin, and e-books will be priced higher than the paper version. A vote for Courtney Milan’s Trial by Desire is a vote for the inevitable order of the universe as we know it. A vote for Julie James’s Something About You is a vote for chaos and economic destruction. Vote for Julie James if you don’t like gravity.

Otherwise, vote for math, happiness, and Courtney Milan.

Vote here: http://dabwaha.com/2011/04/championship-round/.

P.S. This entry is 100% totally completely serious, and I mean it. Really. I mean, who scoffs at math?

Operation Auction: Excerpt Book Design

Tuesday, March 29th, 2011

This is for the authors out there. If you haven’t heard about Operation Auction, you should know that Fatin, who runs the RR@H Novel Thoughts and Book Talk Blog, lost her husband in a senseless act of violence. The romance community has rallied around her and her children to help her through this time, and is holding an auction for her.

I thought about all the things I could donate–signed books or critiques or the like–and finally decided to donate something unique–something you can’t get anywhere else, and that nobody else will have. I’m donating the design for an excerpt book.

For those of you who have been to RT, RWA Nationals, or RomCon, you may have seen the super-cool excerpt books that I put together with Tessa Dare and some of my other friends. I designed them myself, and in all cases, I like to think that the production value was pretty darned high. The covers were catchy, and made people talk about them; and if I can compliment myself, the books themselves looked really, really good. I do this because sometimes I get insomnia, and when I can’t sleep, I play with graphics. While there are many professionals who are much more proficient than I am, there are few who will spend 60-70 hours on a project, tweaking tiny little details, without charging you well into the thousand dollar range for their time.

If you missed the covers for the previous excerpt books, here they are:

You can’t pay me to do these–each one has been a labor of love and creativity, and I can’t imagine producing one of these at the drop of a hat, just because someone offered me money. But I can imagine doing it just this once for a good cause.

Here’s what you get if you bid:

  1. You and I will brainstorm an idea for your excerpt book that will stand out and get people talking. I have a few ideas, but I’ll throw more your way.
  2. I’ll design a cover. I’ll probably go through many, many versions of it, and get your input along various stages of the way, because that’s how I rumble. (No, seriously, ask Tessa if you have any questions. You will get at least ten versions.)
  3. I’ll buy any stock art and/or fonts necessary.
  4. You’ll send me your excerpts, and I’ll format them into a book.
  5. I will send you a preliminary PDF as a proof.
  6. I will send you a PDF, a JPG, and instructions on how to upload all of these to CreateSpace, so that you can print your own excerpt books, in whatever quantity you like.
  7. You’ll have to pay for printing them. You can see what CreateSpace charges to print books here (click on the “buying books” link. For fewer than 108 pages, you’ll pay $2.15 per excerpt book + a $39 fee to start. (Not to me; to CreateSpace.)

You can buy services for someone to make a cover. You can buy services for someone to format a book. Go look around the web–you can see how much these things cost if you snoop around.

But I’ll put a lot of love into this. You won’t just get a cover; you’ll get a professional cover that will make people smile and double-take and talk. I have never seen someone at Nationals or RT have anything remotely like what I produce. I do not use the word “unique” lightly, but I believe that every design I have produced has been unique.

I will include up to three authors who want to jointly go in on this for cross-promotion purposes, so talk to your friends and figure accordingly.

Want to bid? Click here!

#dabwaha, now with extra bribery!

Wednesday, March 23rd, 2011

So we interrupt those boring posts about books and publishing and pricing and stuff to bring you what really matters…. the third round of #dabwaha! The field of Hellagood Authors has been narrowed from 8 to … 2. And the two who are remaining are Courtney Milan and Loretta Chase.

Say what? Let’s see. There’s Loretta Chase, author of LORD OF SCOUNDRELS, only the best romance novel of all time, and there’s Courtney Milan.

As far as I can tell, I just need to resort to outright bribery. So here’s the bribe I’m offering: if by some miracle I advance to the next round, I’ll give you a scene that I wrote. Which scene, you ask?

Well, sometimes, when I’m trying to flesh out key pieces of backstory–when I need to know what happened and who said what, so that I know what those people are thinking about today–I write out scenes. Just so I know what happened.

It just so happens that I have a scene sitting on my hard drive. It’s a scene between Smite Turner and Richard Dalrymple, when they were both 15 years old. It’s written from Richard’s point of view.

Question: How do I know they were both 15 years old? Well, because the scene takes place on their mutual birthday.

Did you know that Smite and Richard shared a birthday? There are two other things that are revealed in this scene (besides the fact that they share a birthday).

These things aren’t spoilery things (I wouldn’t give out spoilery things). But they are interesting facts. And I think both of them shed a lot of light on Smite. And Richard. So… if you want it, you know what you have to do: basically convince everyone you know with an IP address to go vote in DABWAHA for TRIAL BY DESIRE.

And now, #dabwaha Round 2…

Thursday, March 17th, 2011

*Thump.*

That’s the sound of my suitcases hitting the ground. It also means that I have my trusty laptop back.

*squirnch*

That’s the sound of me hugging it tightly. Oh, sweet sweet Internet addiction, how I missed you!

In any event, those who read the last blogpost know that I was out of town sans laptop for the last round of #dabwaha, which I now know stands for “Dear Author Bitchery Writing Award for Hellagood Authors.” 64 books entered. 32 have been eliminated, in one foul swoop. And…gulp… one of those books was not mine.

Yes, you read that right. Through a combination of luck, pity votes (because I was out of twitter range), and, apparently, hard campaigning by Angela James and some notable others, I squeaked out a narrow victory against Sherry Thomas. How narrow was this narrow victory? The margin was 3 votes cast out of 754 votes total.

Thank you, any and all of you who voted for my book, because 3 votes is a total squeaker, and I would never have made it without you. Really.

Still… some part of me wishes that I had tied Sherry, instead of winning. In part, this is because I really loved His at Night, and while I don’t like losing (competitive, can’t help it, sorry), I’m pissed that His at Night didn’t get farther. But in larger part this is because in Round 2, I’m up against Joanna Bourne’s The Forbidden Rose.

Joanna Bourne is a giant. She wins, like, everything–polls, the RITA, Christmas, boxing matches… you name it, she wins it. As she should, because she is a genius. The only hope that either Sherry or I had of toppling her would have been if we had tied, and petitioned the Powers that Be to let us continue as an ungainly juggernaut-amalgam of our two books: His at Desire, the story of Lord Vere’s forbidden love with Lady Kathleen, who is rescuing Ellisande’s aunt from Lord Harcroft, with nothing to aid her but a skittish horse and a travel guide to Corfu.

You would read that book, right? You would totally read that book, and you would totally vote for it over Joanna Bourne’s book.

But, alas. Here I am, pitted against Joanna Bourne. There’s nothing to do to try to get ahead except trash talk. Except…here’s the thing. Have any of you ever tried trash-talking against Joanna Bourne? She’s kind of intimidating. I can try the whole “your mother smelled of elderberries” thing but she would probably just nod complacently and say, “I think you mean gooseberries. Elderberries, as I’m sure you know, are….” And you would blush and nod your head and say, “Oh, of course, I totally knew that. Right. Yeah.”

Trash talking Joanna Bourne feels kind of like trash talking Einstein. Everything you say looks petty, and it just makes you look bad. It’s like she won’t stoop to my level or something. But I’m not going to let that stop me.

Joanna Bourne, you will regret the day that you ever wrote a fabulous book that lots of people loved! You’ll regret it bitterly.

When the voting opens, this post will update with a Proper Link and everything. UPDATED: Proper link to vote for yours truly, and thereby squelch the polite, brilliant, amazing behemoth that is Joanna Bourne: http://dabwaha.com/2011/03/vote-here-2011-round-2-set-1/

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*

Romance:Porn as Rice:Chocolate

Thursday, October 7th, 2010

We’ve seen a handful of rehashes over the last few days of the age-old question of whether romance is porn, and if you object to the label, why you are objecting to it. There was an article in Slate recently. Smart Bitch Sarah posted a letter today in which a boyfriend asks a girlfriend to stop reading romances because he thinks they are porn.

Every so often, someone pipes up with this: “Why are you getting all annoyed when people say romance is porn? There’s nothing inherently bad about pornography. So who cares?”

Assuming that the pornography in question is made in a consensual, nonexploitative manner, I have nothing against it. And yet I do bristle when people say that romance is porn. Part of the reason is a type-classification argument. For instance, I love dogs, but if someone insisted that I was one, I would be offended. Even though I have nothing against dogs. Dogs are great; I just happen not to be one.

But mostly the romance=pornography thing bothers me because it implies that only a small level of romance is healthy in the intellectual diet.

If someone told me he spent 20 hours a week reading porn, I would think: “Whoa. Don’t you… like… get chafed? Down there?” I have nothing against porn. But porn is like chocolate: a wonderful snack; you can argue about the health benefits for an occasional piece; but everyone agrees that it should not be a staple of your diet, no matter how much you like it.

Romance, in my view, is not the chocolate of the intellectual buffet. I see it as more like rice. It’s filling. It’s chewy. Some cultures eat it with every meal. Others eat it sparingly. Some books are like risotto and others are like gallo pinto. There’s fried rice. There’s chicken-and-rice soup. There’s bi bim bap and nasi goreng and sushi… and can you tell it is almost lunch time for me? I am making myself hungry. (And yes, the line can be blurry: there are some books that are chocolate rice pudding–but that doesn’t mean that everything with rice in it is dessert.)

Plus, there’s brown rice and white rice and arborio rice and jasmine rice and wild rice… lotsa kinds of rice out there. And we haven’t even gotten to grains like quinoa, or things that act a lot like rice, but aren’t at all, like couscous.

Some people don’t like rice, because they don’t like the way their body reacts to the carbs. And that is okay. But if someone told me they ate rice at every meal, or that rice formed a regular part of their diet, I wouldn’t think, “yeah, maybe you should branch out.” It’s quite possible for a healthy diet to include a good amount of rice.

Most romance readers out there browse a varied diet. They read historical fiction (not just historical romance). Science fiction. Fantasy. Mystery. Nonfiction. The news. Drama. Memoir. Short stories. Poetry. They demand more than boy meets girl of their romances, too–they don’t just want a scoop of white rice on a plate. Romance novels touch on family relations, wars, spies, spousal abuse, alien abductions, mystery, suspense, gay rights, race relations, murder… you name it, it’s in a romance novel.

That’s why I firmly believe that a healthy reading diet can contain a large proportion of romance novels. I don’t think the same is true of pornography.

One person, making a difference

Friday, September 24th, 2010

Yesterday, limecello (a reader, a reviewer, and a wonderful part of the online romance community) posted a blog for Social Good Day. She made the following promise:

I’m poor- I have no job and have law school loans, but this is important to me. I wish I could give more… but here’s what I’m going to do. If 10 people comment on this post today, I’ll donate $10 to the (RED) fund. [And let’s hear it for optimism, because if there are a whole slew of comments, I’ll re-assess that amount.]

After a few hours, inspired by Limecello’s positive attitude (and her drumming up comments for the post), Shiloh Walker agreed to add in $50 if she got to fifty comments. And then… it just seemed to snowball. By the end of the day, limecello had raised $1,150. Over one thousand dollars–all because she started out asking for ten comments, to pledge ten dollars.

And so if you ever have any doubt that one person can make a difference–that one little thing is never as little as it seems–and that the romance community can come together and make good things happen, just take a look at this post.

When to speak up

Monday, September 6th, 2010

Over at Dear Author, there is a lengthy discussion on Red Rose Publishing. I have no first hand knowledge about what has happened over there. There are allegations that Red Rose Publishing has released, and made money, off of books that it has not contracted, that it does not send out royalty statements or checks on time, and that when questioned about this, the owner of Red Rose Publishing sent out abusive e-mails. There have been a few apologists, but nobody seems to have disputed the substance of the allegations. (Doesn’t mean that the allegations can’t be disputed, but nonetheless, fair or no, I have formed an opinion.)

One of the things that keeps coming up in the comments is the notion that dirty laundry should not be aired in public, and therefore these things should not have been talked about.

Don’t get me wrong. I believe that many–in fact, most–aspects of the author/publisher (and author/agent) relationship do not need to be made public. There’s a good reason for that: The publisher wants to do what’s best for the book, and so if there are disagreements–and I list these, not to imply that I have had these disagreements with my publisher, but because they are common things–about what needs to be accomplished in edits, about how to present the book to the public via the back cover copy or the cover itself, and so forth–ultimately, even if our specific reasons differ, our goal is the same, and generally, nobody is served by taking the issue public.

This is a reciprocal rule, too. Your publisher will generally not badmouth you in public, either, even if you are months over deadline, or you make unreasonable demands, or you ask for covers that make no sense in the modern market, or you scream at your editor because she says that the black moment in your book isn’t working for her.

But there is a point where a line gets crossed. Think of it like a boyfriend. Imagine you dated some dude and you never really clicked and you decided he was a total poser. Now imagine that you find out that this dude is dating a distant acquaintance. You don’t go up to her and say, “You know, Eric is kind of a poser.” You don’t want to be the gossipy cat who is out to hurt people out of sour grapes.

But what if Eric isn’t your poser ex, but he’s the guy who date-raped you that one night? Assuming you are comfortable sharing that information, yes, you tell your friendly acquaintance. She might still think you’re a catty bitch–alas, such is human nature–but your disclosure under those circumstances is actually very courageous, and you should feel proud of yourself, not ashamed.

As a general rule, you and your publisher are in a symbiotic relationship, where you are each trying to make each other as much money as possible. You’re trying to write really, really good books, and promote them; they’re trying to produce them in an attractive package, and get them into as many venues as possible. You both want to produce really good books that people will love.

But. If a publisher is regularly and willfully releasing books without a contract [!!!--side note:  I just can't get over this. If it is true, and I do not have first hand knowledge that it is, then not only is RRP unethical, which is bad enough, but it is also monumentally stupid--which is, in my book, unforgiveable.]  that’s not a symbiotic relationship. It’s date-rape, clean and simple. You do not have to sit there and take that in silence. And you should not feel ashamed for having the courage to speak out.


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