by John Rakestraw
I saw this headline on the internet today… How do we preserve quality literature with freedom of self publishing?
Do these people really believe that Patterson, King, Hoag and the like are literature worth preserving?
Let face it people, none of them are Shakespeare, (though I will admit he was the pulp fiction of his time.)
Self publishing is not the death of quality writing, nor is New York the last bastion of quality literature. We the readers are the true judges of what we read, love and set on the altar of literature worth preserving.
Let’s be up front… what I might place there is not the same as what you, and you over there, might consider worth preserving. If you would ask me what three things I’d take with me to a deserted island, they would be food, clean water and a boat… so that I could get back to my pulp fiction of choice.
Quality is in the eye of the beholder…
Remember, to feed the soul of a writer, read the books!