Then
another book store was said to be closing, and this store had a cafe in
it and I had only begun to frequent it too. As always, I would enter
the establishment, see the usual books on display. These books were all
hard cover editions and aimed at the female book buyer market. The last
time I checked, I understand I am not a woman. At least I know that for
sure.
Any hoot, I went to a small book store and scanned the
shelves. For five dollars, I found a Sinclair Lewis biography. Yes, it
was used, not new. I bought it, read it, and it was a joy, a wealth of
information. It was not aimed at the female book buyer market either.
The last book I bought off the shelf of a monster book chain, it was ‘Cockroach’ by Rawi Hage. Another joy to read!
The
entire monster book chains are aimed at what the US talk show circuit
features. Lets face it. Realism is dead in American literature. Book publishers
will tell any established author, or aspiring writer, that fiction does
not sell; nonfiction does. Did you read that right? According to the
publishing world fiction does not sell, non-fiction sells.
Already
today’s Hemingways will starve because of such a widely accepted
notion. “Where are the living Mozarts?” cried Greg Henry Water in one of
his monthly newsletters. Big Publishing Houses, like the music
industry, all say originality will not sell. They want hittability ,
marketability, and another word that would sell, sell, and sell! The big
book chains are all on a short leash to the US talk show circuit. Such a
medium aims at stupid people,not book buyers at all. That is why such
books in today’s bookstores are unreadable.
The entire monster book chains are aimed at what the US talk show circuit features.
The
Internet, however, aims at everyone, anyone, and the sky is the limit
too. If only the Monster Book Chains would realize such a notion, and
this would help to save jobs lost to all the book store closings, both
big and small alike. I don’t care what anyone says; there is money out
there. If there is something someone wants, or needs, people would line
up around the block to buy it. I perused these stores set to close, and
they all had a healthy collection of Danielle Steel and other romance
novelists, as well.
For your information, romance novels
are not realism. They are candy coated, and such authors that write
them have the fortunes to prove it. By the way, does anyone know why
Danielle Steel’s son killed himself? Danielle Steel fills the
bookshelves with lust and intellectual pornography. That’s the real
reason. That being said; realism is dead in publishing and in Hollywood,
which is now rumored to have child sex rings to prove it.
By the way, did you know William Dean Howells was the most famous author in the world before his death in 1920? Never heard of him. I found out by reading Sinclair Lewis, an American Life by Mark Schorer , a book I found in a small, but successful book chain.
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