February 18

Day One

It started Wednesday when we found out the company had filed for bankruptcy. By lunch time (in fact I found out as I was heading up to the break room with my lunch) we knew we were one of the ones closing.

A lot goes through you. It tries to come out all at once. You want to cry. You want to hold it together because you know it isn’t the end of the world, it’s just the end of an era. And yes, six months can be an era when it’s meant so much to you.

Today, though, is officially day one since today the liquidator comes in and takes over. When I came in nothing seemed different, until I got to the back office and it’s already so much emptier. We used to also be home base for the regional corporate sales manager, a bear of a woman named Val who was hard as hell for most people to work with. I bet a lot of them didn’t see how she jumped in to play manager when we needed help, put off ringing big orders on our slow days so boost us toward our sales goal or hunted down books like the rest of us grunts. The hole where Val is supposed to be hurts a lot more than some of the other things I’ve seen so far. But the news there is good. For now Val grumps on at another location.

The next thing I discover is that the cafe is gutted already, the first corpse in this killing spree. Marion, our amazing cafe lady, tells me how she was working yesterday and the regional manager and manager from another store just came in and started taking all her product. How do you take that, when at least one of them you know and had been friendly with and now they’re picking your organs out of your chest without even and “I’m sorry”. That’s just conjecture at this point because I wasn’t there. I don’t know that’s how it happened. But I do know the tone in Marion’s voice and it’s sprinkling of betrayal.

At the morning meeting we don’t learn much new. The good news is there will probably be a lot more hours available, but do I need more time to watch what’s happening here? Well I am, sort of, a glutton for punishment.

At ten a.m. I get my first buzzard, a man who swears that table says fifty percent off and I’m going to give him his fifty percent off. The thing is we don’t have a fifty percent off table and the liquidator hasn’t even been in yet so in this moment of limbo there are no sales. We can’t even honor sales or coupons handed down from home office. Our employee discounts are gone too, a sad reminder that our days are limited.

We get three kinds of customers today. Buzzards who want us to hold books for later sales, who don’t care that everyone of us are out of a job, but still here, haunting the place and playing at being a customer service team. They just want to pick at our bones while there are still juicy bits left. There are regulars too, about to tear up as they make last purchases. A few of them ask about sales, but only after asking about us, and telling us how much they’ll miss us. And then there’s the people who either don’t know or who give us the silent dignity of not bringing it up.

Don’t get me wrong with the buzzards either. The liquidation sale is vital to seeing this whole dance come to a close. And I don’t blame people for wanting a deal, who doesn’t these days? But is getting your twenty percent off worth the price of the end of the store?

It’s the nastiness that gets me. That I’m told I’ll have to get to as the buzzards begin to outnumber everyone else. All I ask for is a little bit of dignity. Realize that while you bargain hunt we’re ticking away our last moments at a job we love. How rare is that these days?

So I’m standing here, writing this between customers, watching the store I’ve spent a lot of time working to make wonderful being dismantled. My first display, which I filled with books by my favorite authors and friends is still out. I felt so happy when I was able to push them like that. Now that it’s my last display I’m in part a little happier because I had the time to do that at least.

My last staff recommends was Matheson’s I am Legend. It seems fitting.

February 10

Important Message

There’s been a glitch in my email. Last week I noticed it wasn’t downloading messages. I fixed it Tuesday night then Wednesday my mail program downloaded over a thousand emails that it had “missed” before. (They hadn’t even been showing up on in my gmail inbox when I checked on the web.) While most of the missed mail was ads, Facebook notes and the like, some were review and interview requests (and there was a partial request for my novel too. Ouch!)

Please, please bear with me as I get this all sorted out and if you sent me a review or interview request or other BUSINESS email please feel free to resend.

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January 30

Writer Forum and our first question

I’ve been saying for a while that writers need an open forum where they can ask questions, even really suspicious-looking questions to try to hash out answers without feeling like a criminal or a jerk. (I’ll admit it I have looked at a building and wondered how best to blow it up, thought I have absolutely no intention of doing so, save for completely fictitiously as part of a plot. By the way, having this discussion on a public bus, even with someone who understand is a bad idea.) Instead of waiting around for someone else to start one, I’m going to start posting (occasionally) some of the writer questions or ideas that pop up and I feel warrant discussion (or I need an answer to). If you have a question feel free to email it to me because I think that wonderful things can happen if we can brain storm together.

And a note: because of the nature of this discussion I will be tolerating more than I usually would in the comments (so feel free to argue) but not threats, or hate speech will be allowed, and I ask that we all be courteous and refrain from name-calling as well.

Here’s my first question: I’m currently reading The Anatomy of Evil by Dr. Michael Stone (and I will be highly recommending it), which is essentially a long paper on killer psychology (from crimes of passion to serial killers). Machoism and inordinate sexual drive are both on Dr. Stone’s “Serial Killer Menu”. Given that there is record of a number of serial sexual homicides coming from men who are gay or bisexual and raised in supressive homes as a child, and in fact many of our most well know serial killers acted out in a homosexual manner…

Would a social environment more tolerant of sexuality, especially GLBTQ sexuality, lead to less serial killers?

Factors: We all know there would likely be no society able to universally accept everyone. Also, we all know that not all serial sexual homicides are male-on-male. Other than that, discuss.

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January 25

Maybe a little clarification

I’m not entirely sure my last post came across as clear as I wanted it (this is why writers do multiple drafts). So I want to sum it up a little better.

1. Stacia is horribly, sadly correct in her blog post.

2. Which is less about reviewing and more about the fact that in becoming a published author you lose some measure of your freedoms of opinion and action. This isn’t any different than losing your right to drink all day Monday because you get a job that schedules you to work every Monday. Every job has a code of conduct, particularly ones in sales and customer service, both of which publishing can fit into. At the day job if I see a person buying a book I didn’t like I can’t necessarily dissuade them from buying it because I don’t know if it’s their favorite author.

Real life example: We had a decent sized line and the guy in front came up to my register and put Bush’s book, Decision Points, on the counter. For the whole transaction (which was drawn out because he clearly wanted to talk about his purchase) he talked about how ridiculous Bush was, how he had a lot to answer for, and how he hated Mitch McConnell as much as Bush and thought it was funny that Bush blamed things on McConnell. The customer professes he’d never buy Bush’s book for real reasons, and no one should because the man was a joke.

No kidding, next guy in line was also buying the Bush book because he admired the man and wanted to learn more about him. If I had agreed and gone on a rant against Bush with my first customer instead of just “M-hmm”ing politely I would have immediately pissed off my second customer. Yeah, we made a ton of jokes about Bush’s book being written in crayon, or being a seek in find, or marveling at the lack of pictures…in the break room and when the store was closed. You don’t say that kind of thing in front of a customer because you are not there to judge the customer’s tastes.

This doesn’t mean you have to praise a book you don’t like. You can even say you didn’t like it to some people if you’re good at reading them, or you know what kind of reader they are. But the internet strips all of the nonverbal communication between speakers making it much harder to read people and for them to gage your words.

Combine that with the strange sort of skewing you get when you are deemed a “person of worth” or an “expert” in your field and it can lead to disaster. When you can put published on your bio and published well people immediately start taking you more seriously. At WFC I was on my first panel and there was an immediate, noticeable difference to my WFC experience with random people before and after. Before I was just another excited fan attendee trying not to have a panic attack because I shared an elevator with Ted Chiang (three times!) or made a fool of myself in front of John Scalzi (how about “hi” instead of just “I’m a big fan of your wife”. Really, not as clever as I thought it sounded.) After, people came to me wanting to talk about things or just tell me they enjoyed the panel.

The fact that you get treated differently is something that is hard to explain because it is different with every interaction. But I feel that Stacia was only trying to warn people that you DO get treated differently and people also take what you say differently. Reviewing is only a tip of that particular iceberg, but true to metaphor, it’s the most obvious bit.

More people have directly fought me, ridiculed me or attacked me about my reviews AFTER Rot came out. More people have directly fought me, ridiculed me or attacked me about my rants, opinions and even casual comments that had nothing to do with them since Rot came out. If there was one thing about being a published writer that I was not ready for it was this.

3. Also it’s really weird having people treat you like a pro because they know you’re published and people treat you like you’re a joke of a writer because it’s with a small press or they haven’t heard of you, sometimes in the same conversation.

4. It’s not just bad reviews either. I said at Stacia’s blog and here that reviewing has absolutely counted against me because multiple people thought I was more valuable to their press/magazine/whatever as a reviewer than as a writer. Not to mention things like the writing time I lose to reading for review, maintaining BookLove and editing for MonsterLibrarian. (These are all worth it, in my opinion, because I know every time I spend my time working on these projects that I’m not just working for myself, but for other people who also work very hard to help other people find great books. The fact that I review not just for myself, but for the benefit of librarians and booksellers makes a huge difference when considering the whole to review or not thing.)

In short, the publishing world needs good reviewers a lot more than they need good writers (or at least it seems that way from this side) so it’s very easy to get wrapped up in a reviewing career and lose sight of a writing one.

5. You are still free to try to be the exception to the rule. Every career works differently and that includes yours.

6. But in the end it’s about unpredictability. You don’t know how someone is taking your reviews especially online.  You never know who is reading them (or having them emailed to them). You don’t know what remarks they will interpret as bad, even if you didn’t mean it that way. It’s about improving your odds, being aware of how things work and making the best-educated decision you can.

I get next to no comments here. But I get hundreds of regular hits a week (which isn’t a lot, but to me it is). So I really, really have no way to know who is reading my blog.

7. By the way I got my publisher because of reviewing. (They would say it’s because of the book, but this is my blog.) I reviewed a few of Skullvines’ books and was very impressed. I heard they signed Karen Koehler, who I also knew through reviewing and considered myself a fan of so I asked them to consider Rot. You know how that turned out.

The potential for good is there, but you really shouldn’t be completely unaware of the potential for bad too. And that’s all this whole musing was about, weighing the potential for good against the potential for bad and still not knowing which side to come down on.