Slow

Still the silly season, still slow. One book sold through the website so far this month. Been away? asked the man at the post office. I’m as guilty as anyone: I tend to buy from second-hand shops, both books and clothes. But here’s a thing, recorded on the blog (now apparently defunct) of a small press founded in 2002 (and also apparently extinct): if every person who submitted a manuscript to the press had actually bought just one of the books published by that press, they’d still be in business. The economics are a perpetual silly season: there are folk spending more money on creative writing classes than on buying books from publishers who won’t be around to publish what they write.