Thoughts on eBooks

Over the past week or so, I’ve being mak­ing rounds to vari­ous blogs. Over at Scott Pack’s place, I’ve been writ­ing about my exper­i­ences of pub­lish­ing Déjà Vu:

So I’m look­ing at this Amanda Hocking head­line. Flecks of tea are mov­ing down the screen of my laptop like the raw Matrix. The half-formed idea in my head — that I can make a book avail­able and I don’t need to have a pub­lish­er — becomes about three-quar­ters formed. My audi­ence is going to be lim­ited to a few mil­lion Kindle cus­tom­ers, but that’s like say­ing my writ­ing is lim­ited by the alpha­bet; it’s enough, and nobody is going to tell me that only Random House can use the ‘Q’.

More of my epic wis­dom can be found over at Futurismic, where Paul Graham Raven has been ask­ing me ques­tions about the pub­lish­ing industry at large. I have no real basis for my appar­ent expert­ise in this area — which is, of course, part of the fun of inter­views.

Various stat­ist­ics have been ban­died about show­ing that while growth in phys­ic­al book sales is slow­ing, growth in ebooks is accel­er­at­ing. As a per­son who owns a Kindle, it’s easy to see why. The buy­ing is imme­di­ate, cheap, and fric­tion­less; the device weighs less than my watch (so I have a heavy watch).

All good fun.

The White Screen of Death

Phew, that was close. Paul Graham Raven has gone and writ­ten a review of Neal Stephenson’s Snow Crash (1992). My own review of the same book has been rolling around my head for the past few months and, now that Paul been there and done it, I can for­get about and divert my ener­gies towards get­ting through the last pages of MultiReal, which, para­dox­ic­ally, I’m review­ing for Paul.
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