- Sierra takes TechCrunch to task
- Writing Dissonance: Those Brave Disabled People
- Surviving A For-Profit School
- On Trayvon Martin and Our Fear of Smiling Black Men
- ‘Crack baby’ study ends with unexpected but clear result “‘Poverty is a more powerful influence on the outcome of inner-city children than gestational exposure to cocaine,’ Hurt said at her May lecture.”
- Carpe Sharknado
- Rodriguez Kept ‘Mexican Repatriation’ From Being Forgotten
- I Will Not Be Afraid of Women: Thoughts on RWA This is what Readercon is like for me but with less fancy dress. Also, I love the diagram. Are they in a peapod?
- Mako Mori and the Hero’s Journey
- The Visual Intelligence of Pacific Rim
- An Open Letter to Arme Hammer on the term “mommy porn”
- Blame The Writer
- Catherine Rosselle’s Creepy Spider Embroidery Crafts Look! More embroidery that’s only cool because its subject matter is not coded as feminine! Whee!
- Writers: You Might Be Doing It Wrong If…
- Comic-Con And Hollywood’s Fan Girl Problem Headline’s a bit misleading, story is not particularly well-written but it makes some good points.
- The Worst of White Folks
- White people
For the last year and some-odd months, there have been periods of time when waves of people on my newsfeed will change their profile photo to a picture of themselves in a hoodie. Under their photo or in their status, they will type, “I am Trayvon Martin.” Some of those people are white, some of them are not. I understand that this is done in solidarity, but I have not done these, because I am not Trayvon Martin. I don’t know what it was like to be him. I am Katie Prout. I am 25, I run far, I worry a lot, and I’m white. Trayvon Martin was a young black boy, and one way I know that I am not him is because people have said terrible things to me about young black boys and I have not told them to stop. Thinking about this makes me sick on more than just candy. Another way that I know that I am not Trayvon Martin is that today I got up to go buy some snacks, and I walked through neighborhoods where I do not look, dress, or sound like anyone else. I still got to come home.
- Why Being a POC Author Sucks Sometimes
- Call for Papers: Biology and Manners: The Worlds of Lois McMaster Bujold (Merrian pointed out on Twitter, though, that there’s nothing here about embodiment, bodies, or disability–an interesting omission.)
- Official Cosmos trailer! I am glad to see that there is a new spaceship of the imagination. However, I am disappointed that Neil deGrasse Tyson is not rocking a turtleneck.
- Why Finnish babies sleep in cardboard boxes
- “Theories of Pain” by Rose Lemberg
- Ant mega-colony takes over world
- Mystery book sculptor gives Edinburgh new work of art This is the best. The very best.
- This thing we are doing (a manifesto)
Instead, the science fiction future I have found myself in is a sea of scientifically improbable white faces, and I have sadly and with deep regret left most English-language fantasy behind to its its fae and its beautiful red heads and its dragons shaped all wrong. I found myself drifting away despite my wishes: disillusioned by yet another Anglo-Celtic barely veiled Arthurian dragony thing with some barbarous coloured people and a whole lot of white people (GoT, I’m looking at you); surrounded by humans on colonising, conquesting adventures through time and space. I started reading Chinese SF instead, but as a first generation adventurer into the world while that’s an option for me that’s not an option for all brown kids in an English-language world.
- The Harlem Shake, Alyssa Edwards and an Ostrich, Boys’ Clubs, Rockstar Librarians, and Being “Nice”
- Windows and Mirrors The importance of public librarianship.
- An Open Letter to the Creators of Sexist Fantasy and Comic Book Art
- This is What Happens to Women on the Internet (via)
- Betty Corrigall, The Lady of Hoy
- Here I Am. Fatigue, Depression and Infertility.
- We Found Our Son in the Subway
- Second-Class Contracts? Deal Terms at Random House’s Hydra Imprint It’s the life of copyright clause that makes this such a frightening contract.
- It’s Impossible to Learn If You Feel You Shouldn’t Have To (via)
- About a Boy–On the Sociological Relevance of Calvin (and Hobbes) (via)
- Conservatives Declare War on College
- Dances With Wool is one of my favorite fiber and textile art blogs. This is why.
- Hello, Tailor on Threeasfour’s Fall 2013 collection. I want to live on whatever planet these people are from.
- Chris Gerwel wraps up his wonderful series of posts at Amazing Stories about Romance and SF/F. Lots of really interesting thing to think about here about the ways these genres work and work together.
Finally, the last link this week is going to lead into some commentary on my part because I Have Opinions: Social Media and Review Crews: A Q&A with Susan Mallery.
The post describes a program wherein an author, Mallery, has a box of 200 books from her publisher. She decides to put together a “Review Crew” of people who will get the book, write a review of it somewhere and by doing so get themselves an advance copy of her next book–which they will also have an obligation to review somewhere. They apparently had thousands of people interested in doing this.
The purpose of this is to deliberately manipulate the rankings at Amazon and Barnes & Noble–Mallery comes right out and says this. I get that publishers aren’t doing as much as they used to with regards to publicity and promotion and it falls to authors to fill in the gap. I get that the more reviews a book has, the more likely it is to pop up on users’ pages while they browse Amazon and Barnes & Noble. I even get that the first week of sales is incredibly important when it comes to contract negotiations and future publications. I get all this.
But this still feels wrong to me. It’s using the unpaid labor of fans to move product. I do not love anything enough to stick a giant magnet on the side of my car advertising it for free. It’s using readers’ passion for the books and their desire to have a personal connection with the author to make money and I find that deeply disturbing.
Also, the idea of having a special cadre of “cheerleaders” who do things like have the car magnet and hand out bookmarks and compete to win prizes just makes my skin crawl, especially since there seems to be an audition process (seriously: look at how much unpaid work the head “cheerleaders” have done in past years). What a genius way to find out who your biggest fans are and then to get them to work for you for free. Because, yo, those prizes are totally a tax write-off in the United States (schedule C deduction for supplies) so they are a dollar for dollar reduction of self-employment liability and federal income tax (thanks to my awesome accountant for the wording!).
Other things I find disturbing: the implicit threat in the repeated mentions of how many thousands of people want to participate in this program (so if you don’t follow through or maybe say something unappreciated, you don’t get invited back?), the way they don’t even suggest that folks posting reviews disclose they received the book for free in exchange for the review, the idea that professional reviewers and bloggers aren’t “real” readers, and finally the pooh-poohing of concerns in the comment section about how the reviews at Amazon and Barnes & Noble are already so polluted that what’s a little bit more pollution for readers to wade through. How does contributing more noise do anything but obscure the signal even more? Meoskop has a lot more to say about this signal-noise ratio, in fact.
Excellent tweeps helped me clarify my thinking on this–many thanks to you! I knew something felt hinky, but until I had some folks to talk about this with, I wasn’t sure what that something was. Twitter is the best!