"Flames on my face"

For those that don't recognize the title of this post, shame on you.  Go rent (can you still do that?) the movie Clue and soak up some cult culture.

So I ran across this blog entry in my Twitter stream this morning — Ten Simple Things for Becoming Rich-Rich-Rich in Self Publishing — and said hey, you never stop learning right?  And I knew there was a fifty percent chance it was going to be something like what it was.  Basically, it whips together every stereotype in self publishing into an easy to access list.

Now, I'm not the person to be talking about how I really messed up with Promise Kept.  I really did need a copy editor/proofreader even though I thought I had caught all the problems.  Idiocy is something I have no problem embracing.  I should have gotten a better cover, and I've even been told the title is just all wrong.

However, it is not the post itself that had me in flames, but the comments.  Not that there are many at the moment.  I thought about commenting, but when everyone is patting each on the back for being better than those self publishing jerks who are bringing down the quality of books by self publishing trash, I thought it might be better to come over here and just rant for a moment.

There are lots of reasons for people to self publish, so I'm not going to go into all of them.  We know why we do it, let's say that.  I'm tired of people pretending we do it because our novels are too horrible to be published by the mainstream.  I don't think that is what happened to Amanda Hocking, do you?

Tagged: rant