Torontonians: Infest Wisely
You all know the scoop on self-publishers, don't you? Those losers who, unable to interest any legitimate publisher in their verbiage, haunt Kinkos with pockets full of quarters, printing out their magnum opus on the backs of old cable bills in the hope that some streetcorner pedestrian might take pity on them. A hapless breed, their numbers kept in check by their natural predator, the Vanity Press. Oh yes. You know all about self-publishers.
Well, here's a new subspecies for you: Jim Munro, whose debut novel was published by HarperCollins, and did very well for the man. And then Munroe turned his back on Rupert Murdoch (not that ol' Rupe noticed, of course) — and walked away.
You know me. I piss and moan endlessly about the Big Bad Publishing Industry. There is no end to my fucking whining. But Jim Munroe did something I never had the guts to do: he left his Big Name Publisher because he didn't like the way it behaved, and he started publishing his books himself.
And damned if he hasn't made a go of it.
Now he's branching out into other media, writing and codirecting "Infest Wisely", an episodic "lo-fi sci-fi" feature about chewable nanotech. And if you happen to be in downtown Toronto this Friday the 18th with five bucks to spare, you can catch the premiere.
Seriously, go. It's not like you'll be missing anything here...
Well, here's a new subspecies for you: Jim Munro, whose debut novel was published by HarperCollins, and did very well for the man. And then Munroe turned his back on Rupert Murdoch (not that ol' Rupe noticed, of course) — and walked away.
You know me. I piss and moan endlessly about the Big Bad Publishing Industry. There is no end to my fucking whining. But Jim Munroe did something I never had the guts to do: he left his Big Name Publisher because he didn't like the way it behaved, and he started publishing his books himself.
And damned if he hasn't made a go of it.
Now he's branching out into other media, writing and codirecting "Infest Wisely", an episodic "lo-fi sci-fi" feature about chewable nanotech. And if you happen to be in downtown Toronto this Friday the 18th with five bucks to spare, you can catch the premiere.
Seriously, go. It's not like you'll be missing anything here...
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The problem is, whatever success I've had in going viral has served mainly to increase my traditional sales figures; I've gotten some money from the Niblet Memorial Kibble Fund, but it'll be a long time before that income even approaches the advances I get from conventional publishers. So while I would consider any new and innovative strategy for making a living at this, so far I haven't seen one that would allow me to abandon the old model entirely (or at least, not without investing enormous effort in a risky venture that I know very little about. Jim Munroe has way bigger balls than me in this regard.)
But yeah, I am keeping my eyes open. Just this very day I discovered yet another reason to be dissatisfied with traditional publishing contracts. Live, lose, learn.
Scott Sigler is another guy who's doing really really well on the self-publishing circuit. Apparently, he went balls to the wall and pimped his shit real hard and it's paying off. I'm talking: selling it out the audiobooks himself, that sort of thing.
Seems like an awful lot of work to me but for the overly-energetic, it's an option.
- razorsmile anonypost
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