Sunday, September 28, 2014

Madness, Sadness and Moving On.

Anyone in our profession cannot have escaped the recent furor erupting amidst cries of foul play, finger-pointing, blame games and disillusionment. I cannot speak to this - it's too heartbreaking.

Fourteen years ago, give or take, I began to produce books on the Internet. Strange things, they were, these eBooks. Few knew of them, even fewer dared try one or two, but eventually they caught on and the wild ride began. In those days we were pioneers - covered eWagons heading into uncharted lands.  Truly fabulous writers - Kate Douglas, Angela Knight, Diane Whiteside, Shelby Morgen and Treva Harte to name a few - these ladies led the way, bringing incredible talent to an increasingly large gathering of authors finding delight in this new form of literature. One publisher stood with us and for us, and for that I shall be forever grateful.

Sadly, times have changed drastically.  To my readers - my website has now reflected these changes.  I have acquired the rights back to almost all my works formerly published through a certain site - and the few that remain have purchase links to major vendors only. This is because record keeping isn't the easiest of chores (I know, believe me. Mine suck), and I think Bezos probably has a good system going.  I have removed the returned books from my website.

Yes, they'll be re-released, of course. Brushed up, dusted off, brand new shiny covers - and prices in line with today's markets and budgets. I'll be joining the many other writers offering their older works to brand new generations of iPad/Kindle addicts.  It's odd to realize that when my first books were released the people buying them now were FOUR YEARS OLD. OMG. Pass the Geritol. LOL

This is a personal response to what has become a series of continuing disillusionments. I have watched in dismay as a situation that could have been easily rectified has exploded into something that defies description. I have watched people who I admired early in my career disappoint me more than I could imagine. And my heart aches for the business I'm in...the business of being a writer.

I have often offered the opinion that our profession is mutable, continuously re-inventing itself at dazzling speeds. It's a roller-coaster ride with giddying heights and sickening plunges. Technology-driven evolution was inevitable, but this current situation was neither destined or predictable. It's just sad.

I'm sad for myself and my colleagues, for those of us who have always believed in the story and committed to giving our readers the best that we could achieve. I hope to continue to do that, and I'm sure my peers concur. I also hope to continue to speak my piece, air my thoughts on this blog and pepper the world with terrible puns, the occasional bit of snark and - of course - multiple cat photos.

I would be shattered to think that my opinions were not only not respected, but treated as inflammatory or otherwise insulting.  I have to wonder why, in a world where cyberbullying has led to the ultimate tragedy in too many cases, opinions stated clearly and without offense are deemed libelous. But then again, I'm not familiar with much of anything except the Fourth Amendment. It seems that even that might be not quite what I imagined anymore.

Yes, times they are a changing'.  And I must change with them, as must we all.

This time, it's a very, VERY challenging thing to do.

Sahara Kelly

DON'T LOOK AWAY - Three book series - releasing October 4-5, 2014