At the risk of sounding like a total Luddite, not a day goes by when computer technology doesn't feel like science fiction to me. As someone old enough to remember microfiche and the card catalogue, I'm still astonished at the speed with which I can get information. I've noticed that we can't even get through a dinner party without consulting the internet.
So I was especially amazed when, as guest lecturer at a class on publishing at Portland State, I discovered that the teacher now has a computer with internet access at the front of the classroom connected to a large screen. This was particularly helpful in giving examples like my friend Bruce Holland Rogers, who syndicates his short short stories, or Attack of the Theater People being featured on creditcards.com, of all places.
I don't even know what creditcards.com is. Or does. But I was psyched to make the same list as gazillionaires like Stephen King, Stephanie Meyer and Janet Evanovich.
Adam Gopnick recently pointed out in a New Yorker that writers are living in a time not unlike the early 18th century, when the system of patronage was on the wane, but the system of royalties has not yet emerged. With publishing in a free fall (Harper Collins just ditched Collins and a good deal of Harper, making me wonder whether they'll now be known as Har), the future belongs to those who can figure out how to make a living with the new technology.
Any ideas would be appreciated.
Here I am pointing in a very spastic way at the home page of my charming website.