<TAKE I: THE INDUSTRY>
Note to authors: want
Royalties? Go see the
queen
of England, not me.
Celebrity book
deals reign supreme: it's a small world,
deals reign supreme: it's a small world,
dude, who needs you?
First novel doesn't
sell? Better luck next time, kid.
Show us your platform!
First novel doesn't
sell? Better luck next time, kid.
Show us your platform!
Your cupboard feeling
cold & clammy? Better talk with
my assistant, friend:
Hey, I'm your agent!
I meant what I said (at the
I meant what I said (at the
time that I said it).
<TAKE II: THE TALENT>
"Wait
a minute," I
demand,
"not so fast...sure, cream
rises.
So does crap."
On
the horizon,
I
smell puffs of mutiny,
DIY
cries ringing free
Spreading
our stories
via
the blog or handheld
reader
(making us
all
town criers (no
longer
selling works for hire,
always
& forever):
this
deal sounds better:
high
time for a shootout at
...the
dream factory.
<TAKE III: THE OUTCOME>
So
where's the grapeshot?
The
whiff of gunpowder has
never
smelled sweeter
than
it does here &
so,
forgive me, if I want
the
taste in my mouth
to
linger just a
little
bit longer, since cream
rises
(remember)?
<The Reckoner>
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