Tonight was the start of the Character Voice workshop here on the Oregon Coast. It’s a great group of professional writers attending and it’s going to be a really fun week. Zero doubt about that.
But a couple things stunned me tonight. First, as the workshop gathered, numbers of the writers walked up to me and handed me a copy of their latest book. In paper. Trade paper.
A very nice gift and I’m looking forward to reading all of them after things settle.
The second thing that stunned me was not only the sheer number of people who handed me books (some showed me more than one), but that every one of the books was indie published by each writer’s press. Not one traditional published book in the mix. A number of novels, a number of novellas as stand-alone books, and a number of short story collections.
And every book, without exception, looked as good, if not better, than any cover or design layout I’ve seen out of traditional publishing lately. Each book had fully professional art, professional layout and fonts, gripping back cover copy, clean and clear interior design, everything. (And I know these writers and I know the content is as good as the exterior.)
If you would have told me an evening like this was going to happen two years ago, I would have said there was no chance. None. Zero. Zip.
Wow, are things changing in publishing.
Thank you, writers, for all for the wonderful gifts of your books tonight.
And for the even more amazing gift of a vast amount of hope for the future of the publishing business.