And Then I Said No

So . . . the other day I said no to a contract from a major New York publisher.
Not that it was a terrific offer or anything. There didn’t seem to be a lot of enthusiasm, the money wasn’t great, and the contract was non-negotiable.
(Non-negotiable contracts are a thing now. Because publishers are so threatened by Amazon and other signs of change that they say to themselves: “Instead of expanding our business, let’s just squeeze the artists!”)
But I declined to be squeezed. Instead I looked at th...