Moving Sale

Posted By micah on August 25th, 2008

We’re leaving the cozy confines of Brookline for a more sedate life in Holliston, MA. We bought a house on a quiet street, with a split rail fence and a writing shed in the back. I bought a lawnmower. Neighbors wave hello. Children skateboard at the end of our street. Suddenly I’m that guy. And I like it.

My online sabbatical is nearing its end, as is my supply of the Italian paperback version of Gods of Aberdeen. I offered these 1st edition books to my newsletter subscribers, and sales have been surprisingly brisk. I didn’t realize so many people could read Italian. Maybe they can’t, and they just like the cover. Either way, I’m all sold out. If I can get some more from Sonzogno, I’ll make them available. Or you can order them directly here.

The writing studio will be up and running in bare bones form by summer’s end. I’ll move in my desk, tack up some posters, and get back to work. There’s more stories to write, and never enough time.

A brief aside: My hard-working intern has been working hard on limited edition broadsides for Jack the Bastard. More to come…

Boxing Muhammad

Posted By micah on August 6th, 2008

The WSJ ran a disturbing piece today on fear and censorship in the publishing world, specifically fear and censorship when dealing with Islam and all things related to Muhammad.

Of course we’re talking about extremists here, not the majority of the Muslim world that is too often shoved under the label “Radical Islam” whenever extremism makes news. But stridency works, both as a headline-grabber and a deterrent. The most recent example: Sherry Jones’ The Jewel of Medina.

It seems the publishing world has not forgotten the Rushdie fiasco, and is now self-censoring lest they offend those easily offended. I can’t treat this as flippantly as I’d like, because my life is not in danger as a result of what I’ve written, and I’m not sure how I’d respond if put in the same situation as Jones’ publisher, Random House. I do know that canceling books for fear of offending someone–even if that someone is a group of crazies armed to the teeth–runs counter to everything important about art.

Put simply, The Jewel of Medina is a novel about the prophet Muhammad and his harem. A few months ago the author, Sherry Jones, went blurb hunting and contacted professor Denise Spellberg of UT Austin. According to the WSJ, Prof. Spellberg–who teaches Islamic history–hated the novel, calling it a “very ugly, stupid piece of work.”

Technically she did give it a blurb, though it needs some skillful blurb editing:

“Very…work.”

- Professor Denise Spellberg, UT Austin

But Prof. Spellberg didn’t stop there. She then contacted the editor of a popular Muslim website, and warned him about the dangers of Jones’ book. Panic ensued. Misinformation spread. And extremists–bored out of their minds, unhappy, and forever searching for offense–launched a campaign to get this book pulled.

Incongruous reactions to fiction always point to something repressed in the heart of the critic. Prof. Spellberg sounds like no exception. Maybe she has ulterior motives (read the article to find out about her own soon-to-be published book on Islam) and is searching for attention in a media-saturated market. Who knows. Who cares. Prof. Spellberg isn’t the story here. Though this quote by her is:

“I don’t have a problem with historical fiction. I do have a problem with the deliberate misinterpretation of history. You can’t play with a sacred history and turn it into soft core pornography.”

Actually Prof. Spellberg, you can. Sacred history is fair game. Eveything is fair game, because sacred is relative. If I want to write a story where Moses throws a gang-bang at the base of Mt. Sinai–complete with donkeys and leather–and it offends you, then stop reading it. Let the marketplace of ideas take care of itself. “Offensive” work is empowered by those who take offense, and the best response is to counter with your own ideas. But to squash the work? To act the presumptive elitist and take it upon yourself to protect the world from the evils of a novel?

Ridiculous. You are ridiculous, Prof. Spellberg. Almost as ridiculous as Random House, which in the end, citing fear for its safety and the safety of its employees, canceled publication of the book. I’m hoping this turns out the way American Psycho did, with much ado about hair gel and rape/murder fizzling into a non-event, a decent book, and a great movie.

Chasing Olivia

Posted By micah on July 26th, 2008

Saturday’s AOTS panel was well-produced, with just the right amount of fanboy mania and botched bits to make it seem authentic. Cobra Commander overshadowed both Kevin and Olivia, and Blair Butler held her own despite the heavy emphasis on the raunch and sturm that is AOTS.

But the main attraction of Day Three was the calmer crowd vibe, somehow smaller and more focused on comics than the usual publicity fest of loosely-related media. There is something special about an event built by people who have felt like outcasts most their lives. It creates a feeling of acceptance and curiosity that extends from the smallest press to the heavyweights. My only other industry comparison is the BEA, which doesn’t count because I was working the BEA and couldn’t fade into the crowd as a fan. But the Comic-Con rocked, and I can’t wait to return.

As for my interview with Kevin and Olivia, it ended where it began: with a shrug. After watching their panel, I left the room. No more jockeying for position with their publicist. I have never felt entirely comfortable with being a journalist–it’s the interview part that annoys me, unless I feel the interviewee has something good to say (like Bella Stander, for example). Kevin and Olivia spoke enough during their panel. How many blowjob jokes and memes do I need to listen to?

The late-night showing of Simon Pegg’s Spaced was terrific. Think of it as the proto-Shaun of the Dead.

A few side-notes to wrap up this woefully-abridged recounting of the 2008 Comic-Con:

1. If your budget allows, stay at the Hyatt Regency in La Jolla. Excellent hotel, even better location. La Jolla is a twelve minute drive from the Con, and provides the perfect small-town antidote when the Con crowds become too much.

2. Eat at Trattoria Acqua in La Jolla. I’m skeptical of most restaurants with ocean views–the location translates to subpar cuisine because they can get away with it. Not so with Acqua.

3. Dark Horse has the best display, and the best lineup.

4. Support small presses. Your favorites once were small, and became big because of fan support.

In unrelated news, the NYT has a good article on trolls. I expected the worst, what with the first page academic breakdown of “lulz,” that had the same tone as those public service movies from the 50’s, on the dangers of “marijuana cigarettes.” But the article righted itself.

The 6-month challenge begins: First draft finished by winter ‘08/’09. Entries will be sporadic, and email response will be delayed. Slightly.

Comic-Con: Day One

Posted By micah on July 24th, 2008

In a word: Terrific. In more than one word: An inspiring collection of talent, ambition, and work ethic. And that’s just the Small Press section. I spent most of my time browsing the Small Press aisles, looking for the next under-the-radar hit. I also bought more art than I expected. In a few days I’ll collect the names of the artists I liked and post them. I also stumbled across Cyborg Mouse, which is as quirky and entertaining as it sounds.

Saw a guy standing a block from the convention center with a petition in support of vampires. My highly-sensitive viral marketing radar suspected HBO’s new series, but I was mistaken. It was just a guy with a petition in support of vampires. That, my beloved readers, is the perfect example of why I like this event.

Tomorrow is the AOTS interview. G4 already seems to be the buzz leader in that overstuffed convention center, with Pikachu running a close second. Now, I’m off to Google Cyborg Mouse….

Eclectica, Attack of the Show

Posted By micah on July 22nd, 2008

Two quick bits of news today: My travel essay The Not-So-Lonesome Highway is available on Eclectica, and next week I’ll be posting an informal interview with media icons Kevin Pereira and Olivia Munn. Part of my Comic-Con schedule is a behind-the-scenes look at G4’s Attack of the Show (courtesy of their helpful publicist), and we’ve arranged the briefest of sit-downs with the show’s hosts.

I’ll be on the road from the 23rd – 28th so posting will be sporadic. But I’ll do my best to give some Comic-Con news, and if you have any requests–panels that look interesting, artist exhibitions, etc.–send them my way.

Summer Speed

Posted By micah on July 12th, 2008

This is turning out to be the summer of badminton. I’m ridiculously competitive when it comes to badminton, which doesn’t result in any sort of ego gratification. As my friend and sometimes-business mentor Harvey Bravman says: “You can’t really say you kicked the shit out of someone on the badminton court.”

It hasn’t all been lawn sports, of course. I’m working on a writing column and my forever-bounced around essay The Not-So-Lonesome Highway has finally found a home. The online journal Eclectica picked it up, and I’m pleased. Eclectica has been around since 1996, which is a millenium in interweb years. They put out a quality journal with little fanfare, and that achievement alone deserves your business. So check them out, whether you want to read my essay or not.

What else…some viewer mail:

Hello Micah:

I was confused when I read your Italian interview and you mentioned your next book is a blend of giallo, spaghetti western, and samurai. First of all, this seems like a complete departure from Gods. Second, what the hell are you doing writing giallo?

-F.M.

That interview suffers from some translation problems. First, I didn’t say Jack the Bastard is giallo. I said JTB contains some giallo elements, which, looking back, was a naive description. Fun, but naive.

The spaghetti western/samurai bit was all true, and you’re right. It is a complete departure from my first novel. Changing genres is something I’ve struggled with for years–as long as we writers hide behind the label of “literary” we should be free to introduce whatever genre elements we like. Should is the key word. It doesn’t always work that way, and the challenge of the writer is removing as many should’s as possible. Expectations do funny things to writers, least of all fomenting bitterness.

Upcoming Pubs

Posted By micah on June 23rd, 2008

It’s a bit early for the announcement, but my Tobias Wolff Award-nominated short story The Love Life of Tigers will be appearing in the Spring ‘09 issue of the Bellingham Review. I’m thrilled because BR is a great journal, and The Love Life of Tigers is the fastest short story I’ve ever written. Six months ago I woke up from a dream, sat at my laptop, and recorded the dream events before they faded. I should outsource to my subconscious more often.

In other way-too-early-to-be-mentioning-it publication news, I’m writing a long piece on the work of horror maestro John Carpenter, for the film mag Penny Blood. For years I’ve wanted to write something on Carpenter, but the timing never worked. Now it does. Look for the article sometime in the fall of this year. I’ll keep you posted.

Big Dog

Posted By micah on June 21st, 2008

It’s a bit past its interwebs shelf-life, but footage of the quadruped robot known as Big Dog is worth a look if you missed it the first time.

Creepy? A little. Especially when a human bully kicks the poor thing and it rights itself and soldiers on. But I like this robot because it makes the future seem that much closer. Like when they put Big Dog on a football field…I didn’t know quadruped robots could run that fast.

What does this thing do that a well-trained mule cannot? Nothing, unless you count delivering explosive payload. No one wants to see a mule blown up, so Big Dog has already cornered a niche.

Bella Stander: Publicity Goddess

Posted By micah on June 20th, 2008

I initially scoffed when my former agent Marly Rusoff suggested I attend a publicity seminar for authors. My reasons for scoffing were fueled by ego and insecurity (sides of the same coin, of course), but Ms. Rusoff is a publishing genius, so I figured what the hell. Something good had to come out of four hours in a room with publicists, agents, and media coaches. And lunch was included.

The seminar was called “Book Promotion 101,” created and moderated by the lovely Bella Stander, an incredibly bright, refreshingly blunt publicity guru who has the courage to blast apart authorly pretensions and replace those shattered delusions with good sense. Before Bella I thought my job as a writer began and ended with writing books. After Bella, I realized self-publicity isn’t something done by hacks or desperate salesmen—it’s as crucial a part of the publishing process as finding an agent, selling your book to a publisher, and making sure they spell your name right.

I recently spoke with Bella and it turned into an impromptu Q&A, which made me realize the world needs a proper Bella Stander Q&A. So I fired off some questions, she fired back some answers, and now I’m firing them to you.

M: What made you decide to hold seminars on book marketing and publicity? What skills do you bring to this field?
B: As a writer for Publishers Weekly and other publications, I’d interviewed authors who didn’t know how to talk about their books, and as a program moderator for the Virginia Festival of the Book I’d seen (and been embarrassed by) authors who were lousy readers and didn’t know how to comport themselves during a panel discussion. One year at the Festival, over the course of two dinners with more than twenty authors, the conversation mostly revolved around publicity: what publishers were–and especially weren’t!–doing for the authors’ books, and what they were doing themselves. One of the company put me in touch with an author who was on the board of the New Hampshire Writers’ Project. We got to talking about publicity, during which I expressed my usual strong opinions. She asked me if I’d like to conduct a publicity workshop sometime for the NHWP. I said, “Nah, I don’t know enough. You need a real expert.” She said, “Well, if you think of someone who could do it, let me know.” But it was as though a spore had been planted in my brain; I just couldn’t stop thinking about what authors needed to know about publicity, but nobody was telling them. A few days later, I called back the author in New Hampshire and said, “I could teach that workshop.” She told me to send her a proposal, which I did–the first proposal I’d ever written. The board approved it, and so I taught the first Book Promotion 101 workshop in Concord, NH, in October 2002.

M: Give me a few of the big mistakes authors make, once their book deal is signed.
B: Not thinking of their book-writing as a business. Writing is art, but once you sell your writing, you’re in business. Which means that you have to spend time on sales, accounting and marketing/publicity, and you have to have a marketing plan.

b) Obsessing about publicity before the manuscript is done. Finish writing the book, then figure out how you’re going to promote it.

c) Assuming that their publisher is going to take care of all promotion/publicity, and so not thinking about it until just before pub date (or after–gack!) , when it’s too late.

d) Assuming that their publisher is going to do nothing about promotion/publicity, and so pestering their agent/editor/inhouse publicist with endless questions/suggestions, stepping on publicist’s toes by duplicating her work and pitching bookstores and media without telling her beforehand.

M: Which do you feel is more important: an author capable of doing his/her own kick-ass publicity, or an author who hires the right kick-ass publicist?
B: It’s not an either/or question; both are important. It all depends on the book and the author–and how much time, effort and money the author is willing and able to spend. The point is to have the kick-ass publicity, whether it’s from the author, the inhouse publicist, a freelance publicist, or–best of all–a combination of the three.

M: Some well-known writers think an author shouldn’t waste his/her time handling the publicity/marketing side of publishing, that they should only focus on writing books and leave the rest to the pros. How do you feel about this?
B: That may be fine for well-known writers, but these days it’s hard to become one without being savvy about publicity and marketing. John Grisham has “people” for that sort of thing now, but when he started out as a writer he drove around the South, from bookstore to bookstore, with a trunkful of books in his car. By the way, contrary to popular opinion, author self-promotion isn’t new; see my blog posts The Very Model of a Modern Major Author I and The Very Model of a Modern Major Author II.

M: Are big publishing houses necessarily better than smaller houses? What are some of the advantages/disadvantages for either one?
B: It all depends. A big house has the resources and clout to get a lot of attention for a book and author–multi-city tour, media blitz, advertising, etc. But that happens with very few books; “midlist” books can get lost in the shuffle. But if an overlooked book does break out of the pack, the house can pony up to help it along. With a smaller house, each book may get more attention, however there may not be enough money or publicity staff to give it the push it needs. In general, the smaller the publisher (except for Algonquin Books, which has one of the best publicity teams anywhere), the more publicity work for the author.

M: What sort of help should an author expect from his/her in-house publicist? Should the author worry about stepping on the publicist’s toes?
B: How much help the inhouse publicist can give depends on the publisher, the publicist and the author. A great way to get help is to first ask the publicist what you can do to make her job easier. For example, the pub probably won’t write the copy for your website, but if you’re friendly and helpful, and ask at the right time (i.e., not first thing Monday morning or last thing on Friday), she may help you tweak it. Even if you think your pub is an incompetent slug, you should take care not to step on her toes, per 2d) above. If you have a problem with your pub, try to work it out with her first. Don’t start out by going over her head to her boss, your editor, or worst of all, your agent.

M: Do you agree that all publicity is good publicity?
B: Ask Margaret B. Jones (aka Peggy Seltzer), whose gang memoir, LOVE AND CONSEQUENCES, was exposed as a fraud after a feature about her ran in the New York Times.

M: With so many websites, and so many authors, and so many books, what’s your take on “anti-marketing”; i.e. being the one author who doesn’t have a website. Is it a new form of guerrilla marketing, or short-sighted idiocy?
B: I’d hate to call authors who don’t have a website idiots, but I’d say they’re short-sighted. For an author, not having a website is like not having a telephone. It makes it more difficult for journalists and event planners to get in contact, and it’s a dead-end for readers who want to learn more about the author of the wonderful book they just read. I have interviews on my writing website (www.bellastander.com) with a couple of authors who don’t have their own sites, and you wouldn’t believe how many emails I’ve forwarded them over the years from readers, event organizers and even a long-lost cousin.

Comic-Con, AOTS

Posted By micah on June 19th, 2008

I have not been lost in the throes of my next book. That doesn’t mean I haven’t been thinking about my next book. It’s just…well, it’s just sitting there. Waiting for me to finish editing.

Editing what? Editing various unfinished projects–a few short stories, some articles, the latest draft of my Elvis book. It sounds kitschy, doesn’t it? Elvis book. Of course kitsch isn’t my thing–my pop culture obsession remains in the present, not the past–and there was a time when Elvis wasn’t kitsch. You could argue all mega-successful artists eventually become kitsch. Merchandising does that to the things we love. Which isn’t necessarily a bad thing.

I’ll be hanging out with the G4 AOTS crew at the Comic-Con, and here’s the premise:

The Revolution Will Be Televised…Courtesy of Stickam

In ages past, between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the Wachowski Brothers lost all street cred, the San Diego Comic-Con was the provenance of geeks. Of course geeks doesn’t mean anything now, other than a caricature of intensely-devoted, whip-smart creative types (and of course the old meaning of geek—a circus performer who bites off the heads of live animals—is long forgotten). But we’ll use geek because it’s the best we can do, and in that spirit, the true geek ownership of Comic-con—the LARPing, comic book-obsessing, action-figure collecting otaku hounds with their fingers perpetually stained Doritos-orange and their heads crammed with encyclopedic knowledge of canceled sci-fi shows—is long lost.

The Comic-Con has been co-opted, and finally, after all these years, CEO’s have discovered the economic power of niche marketing. It’s about damn time. Didn’t we tell you that Iron Man would kill? That Conan was tailor-made for gaming? That Miyuzaki was better than Disney?

We who suffered through the days of Commodore 64 and Intellivision have seen our patience rewarded. Generation X is now Generation X-Play. The jocks of our youth who saw gaming as a hobby for the weak now watch their beloved professional athletes competing in Madden tournaments. Graphic novels inch their way toward literary acceptance. Geek has gone chic.

Tracing the etiology of this seismic cultural shift is tricky—video game technology improved, a dearth of fresh ideas led to the comic book/Hollywood crossover, tech prices decreased—but to find the source of this geek-to-chic shift you have to start with its revolutionaries. And so we arrive at G4. More specifically, we arrive at G4’s signature program, Attack of the Show…

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