I don’t know the statistics about the number of printed books and the number of E-books. All I know is what I see on the train into downtown Vancouver. Two rows in front of me, a woman reads what looks like a Kindle. To my side and one back, a woman reads on her I-pad. At the next stop, a lot of people get on. Two of them are reading something on their E-readers, one hand holding it, the other stabilizing themselves on a pole. A young woman offers her seat to an older woman, and I see that the young woman is reading a paperback.
I’m writing for the E-book market. Three years ago I sent my memoir to the perfect publisher and the perfect agent. I’d done my homework and picked these two from the many. The memoir, Once A Priest, showed that I may have left the Roman Catholic priesthood in 1967, but it still hadn’t left me.
The publisher sent me a terrific response. “We loved it, it’s just what we’re looking for, but, but, but.
The agent said that her reading assistant absolutely loved it, but she herself didn’t like the way I opened the book with the tragic story of a man who didn’t follow his heart.
Result? No thanks.
I make sure that I have printed copies of my books available. They are not going the way of the typewriter or the dial phone. Some people will always prefer them. But the tides have turned and a great age is upon us. Now there are no middle men – it’s writer and reader. No agents, editors, marketing experts, distributors, and book sellers. Just writer and reader.
Will there be junk on the market? Of course. Just look at what commercial publishers are doing these days. Hollywood stars who write books for children. (Thank God for the ghostwriters who save the book from complete absurdity.)
I can’t prove it yet, but I think I’m going to earn more money selling E-books, than I am selling printed copies.
I’m writing for the E-book market. And you??
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