But for those still willing and able to take the time to write a book, there exists a plethora of tools designed to get your effort out there, from traditional review outlets to new online book promoting sites like Bublish or Net Galley, which both provide sorts of writer's gathering places where authors can reach their readers in new ways. Bublish promises to let writers reach their readers directly with "thought balloons" and enhanced writing about uploaded book excerpts. It's sort of writing about the book already written then. The interface looks clean and a bit sweet. It may also serve the purpose of creating a book-specific website which every author is supposed to have now (and when did wordsmiths become skilled website designers as well?) Does any of this translate into more books sold? It's hard to say, though 4,000 writers are giving it a go for $9.99/month.
Few of these products are free, and publicists are the least free of all. I stopped by the booth of Smith Publicity towards the end of my journey (by this time, Rob and I had separated into different aisles). They are "Public Relations thought-leader branding" specialists, according to their brochure, and their peppy Sales Associate/Publicist was very encouraging and helpful in explaining their services. But in spite of the encouraging words, it remains to be seen how impressive my credentials as president of the New York metro chapter of the Georgist group Common Ground-USA, New York Coordinator of the Public Banking Institute, and teacher at the Henry George School (with an upcoming seminar on my book) really are if a publicist from Smith Publicity tries to get me on the Rachel Madow Show, on CNBC, or on Democracy Now! etc. There are no guarantees in the writing world of course, and never were, but when did paying to be published, or at least, paying to be publicized, become the norm? As the first publicist asked "Just how does an author make money when all information is free?" A follow-up to that might be "Just how does an author know when the money he spends will not be recouped by book sales?"
I would be remiss in this report if I didn't point out the largest exhibitor, by far, at the expo -- the country of China. It's a bit odd for American readers to see an entire country featured in an exhibit instead of individual publishers, authors, etc. but perhaps this reflects the collectivist mentality of the Chinese. Or maybe it's just because they don't like the star system of celebrity-authors to which American publishing has fallen prey. But in any case, the Chinese pavilion was stocked like a library full of titles in Chinese, none standing out from the others. But, as Rob said, it's hard to know what they expected to get out of the show. Certainly exposure, since they were literally the front of center of the expo, but perhaps there is such a thing as being too equal? Where are the star Chinese authors"oh, that's right, they don't like stars. The exhibit seemed a bit directionless and tired. Poor China.
Other countries made their presence known too, from Saudi Arabia (did you know they have a king? And that he writes books? It's true!) to Italy, Korea, etc. I'm sure all of these are of great interest to industry professionals.
If one starts the show at the downtown end where the main entrance is, and dutifully follows the descending aisles to the end, which takes most of a well-spent day, one comes to the convention "bookstores." I don't know if it was the lateness of the day, or everything that came before, but for some reason I had the thought that this is where all books "come to die." I asked one of the exhibitors how I could get my book included in their offerings (I haven't been able to get any bookstores to carry it, and apparently neither has my publisher), but she said "Oh you wouldn't be happy with it here, at the remainder price." I told her I am not happy with it anyway, since it is not selling at the price it has. We laughed a little like two books that pass in the night. I went on my way. I get overwhelmed at huge collections of books, not knowing where to start. And anyway, my two bags were loaded with free books already by then and I was already dreading the long walk back from Manhattan's under-served mid-west side to the train home. (Next year will be better, when the #7 train is extended to the Javits Center, providing a continuous ride from midtown east.)
The expo was both intimidating and inspiring. I came away with lots of good contacts and lots of reminders of how hard it is to succeed in this business, as well as the Croesus-like rewards for those who do.
Addendum: The show must have inspired me more than I realized. Last night, I dreamt quite a dream. I won't go into details here, but it involves three nerdy 12-year olds (a girl and 2 boys, though the second boy is not an ally at first) hopping across an action-packed multiverse, artifacts and sets from many recent action movies, Neil DeGrasse Tyson and his show Science Now, a simple televised experiment to detect the presence of the multiverse also hosted by DeGrasse Tyson, and even a little bit of his snot. NeitherWorld started with a dream too. I feel another story coming on...