Argh THIS, Matey: Piracy in the Digital Age
Oh yeah, I’m going there. Buckle up, sit back and enjoy the rant.
I am naive. Yes, it’s true. I grew up believing puppies were loved, employers were faithful, people were generally good and all my neighbors were paying for their cable. I was a generally optimistic young woman. One of the Golden Rules I believed in most was you got what you paid for. The key here being the last two words: paid for. Yep, I believed in humanity’s honesty. As I prepare for the release of my book in its digital format (print releases next summer), I’ve been warned over and over by other authors to watch for pirates. “Pirates?” I asked, laughing. The awkward silence that followed confirmed they weren’t joking.
Pirating digital books is becoming more and more common. People obtain a copy of the book and reformat it to re-sell…repeatedly. This is blatant theft, and those stealing are thieves. Dress it up and call it “piracy” or whatever, but it’s thievery and the people doing it suck.
Knowing I’ll have to fight piracy and plagiarism when Legacy comes out makes me angry. I’ve been told by another author that her book was pirated with hours of it being released. Hours. I’m liable to blow a real gasket when this happens and I’m sure, sooner or later, I’m going to be faced with this reality.
I still believe that there are good people in the world, but I approach unknown names and faces with sincere caution these days. I’ve learned the hard way that loyalty and honesty don’t always pay dividends, particularly in the workplace, but they sure as hell help me sleep better at night. I also happen to know at least one of my neighbors pays for his cable.
I’ll face literary piracy with my eyes wide open and my fists clenched because I intend to fight the thieves who steal my books. Fortunately, my publisher supports their authors in the fight. If you steal my book, I will use every option afforded me under the law to stop you. Will I be successful? I’ll do my best, but thieves are sneaky. The one thing I’ll always have over the craptacular liars, bullies, cheaters and thieves is this: Karma. And from what I hear, She’s a real bitch.
Sleep tight, mateys.
Insomnia, Sleepy Sheep and the Jitters
It’s late. I should have been asleep hours ago. Unfortunately, my back and leg are giving me fits. The why of it is a long story and I don’t want to bore you with the details or come off as a whiner. Whiners annoy me.
The sheep I was counting got fed up with me screaming, “Jump higher!” and they quit, curling up to sleep in front of me. I’m being sleep mocked. The bottom line is this: I’m awake when I want to be sleeping. The benefit is that I was awake when my FLEs, or final line edits, came in on Legacy. Very, very coolio, my friends. There were twelve changes to be made, so that wasn’t too bad. It’s all due to my fabulous editor, Beth, but that’s another post.
I wanted to talk about my surprising reaction to Legacy’s final edits. Reading through a few paragraphs tonight, I was struck by how much my writing has evolved. When I wrote the first draft of Legacy, I thought it was the best thing since Diet Dr Pepper. I was proud of myself for being able to get through the novel when I hadn’t been sure if I’d be able to. My husband and I celebrated the small steps forward and the successes as they came, particularly when it was contracted by Samhain Publishing. I looked at the manuscript several times as I began to get ready for professional edits because I knew it would take me extra time to get through revisions. Even then I was wildly satisfied.
Tonight? Not so much. Don’t get me wrong. Beth has done a remarkable job editing the manuscript, and the story is solid. I think what happened is I realized I could have probably done the story more justice if I’d waited to write it until I was a stronger writer…say, in 2027. Beth told me that writers are like hair dressers: always tweaking until every hair is in place. She’s right. I know she is. So maybe the story would have ended up just like it is now because no matter how much I do (or don’t) manage to progress, I know there will always be more for me to learn. I know there will always be a world of stuff I could have done better.
What bothered me the most is that I’m terrified of disappointing the readers who give a new author a shot. I don’t want to think about them picking up my book and setting down as a DNF: Did Not Finish. The thought makes me all sweaty and ill. After all, who do we write for? The readers.
I’ve heard from other writers that this reaction is entirely normal. I’m glad. Not because I want others to have stress, but because I want to know that others have walked this path before me and emerged unscathed. I need to know I’m not alone.
Now (yawn) if you’ll excuse me, I’ve got to go kick my lazy cartoon sheep and get them moving again. I’m tired, and I think I just might be able to sleep now. Thanks for listening to the neurotic, sleep-deprived ramblings of a debut author.
**No sheep were harmed in the making of this blog.**
(Shut up No. 47. Walk it off. You’ll be fine.)


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