Normally a shy, retiring person, I hesitate to express an opinion of any sort as I'm unwilling to take even the smallest chance of accidentally offending anyone. But I finally summoned the courage to write to the editor. Millions must be told what Charlaine Harris has endured! And also I really want to see my writing in Entertainment Weekly! Dammit, it was the right thing to do! Then, because I'm working on being the youngest person ever diagnosed with Alzheimer's, I promptly forgot...uh...what was I talking about?
Fast forward a few weeks, I'm chewing gum, eating cashews, and reading the EW with the lovely Bruno Mars gracing the cover...and there's my letter! Well, some of my letter. Part of my letter. Woo-hoo! (All silliness aside, I'm still amazed when I see my name in famous pubs like that, especially when it lacks the "person of interest" caption.)
I mentioned this on FB and soon had several requests for the entire letter. So because I live for pleasing my readers, and because it rained all week and the sun is finally out--I can be warm again!--I'm going to copy and paste as opposed to, I dunno, giving much thought to this post.
Enjoy! Or don't. Either way I'm outside, coaxing the mud in my pots to, I dunno, turn green and produce plants or something. Plants: nature's quitters.
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The uncut version (enjoy the unusual lack of expletives):
It was unintentionally hilarious to read about Charlaine Harris ("Sookie Stackhouse's Final Chapter") especially after Dalton Ross' column about spoilers a few weeks back. Though DEAD EVER AFTER, the final Sookie book, is a May release, a bookstore carelessly sold it early to a reader ("What legally binding contract not to sell before the release date?") and the controversial ending was quickly posted to the web. Cue eighty zillion readers losing their minds. EW always asks what I want to know, but questions like "There's been so much buildup to this final book. Have you been getting lots of mail?" took on a whole new meaning given the online furor. A week in, the issue is no longer about spoilers, bookstores blowing off legal agreements with zero repercussions unless Stephen King or J.K. Rowling is the author, or even Harris' polarizing ending...it's about reader entitlement ("I read something you wrote so you owe me the ending I wanted!") and author attacks ("Harris isn't just lazy, with this book she disrespects her readers.") From debating the morality of posting spoilers ("I'm glad the reader did it; she saved me twenty bucks.") to victim blaming ("Really, this is partly Charlaine's fault for not having a plan to deal with early spoilers.") in less than a week...doncha love progress?
It was unintentionally hilarious to read the interview with Charlaine Harris about "Sookie Stackhouse's Final Chapter", especially after Dalton Ross' column about spoilers a few weeks back. Though Harris' DEAD EVER AFTER was released on May 7, an online seller carelessly sold it early to a reader and the controversial ending was posted on the Web. Cue 80 zillion readers losing their minds. EW always asks what I want to know, but questions like "There's been so much buildup to this final book. Have you been getting lots of mail?" took on a whole new meaning given the online furor.
I thought it was interesting that they changed "bookstore" to "online bookstore". Ooh, were those sneaky petes in on it???? What are they up to over there? Further proof that you can never, ever turn your back on Entertainment Weekly. Now if I could only decide if Bruno Mars is prettier than Beyonce...