A recent column by Paul Krugman in the Times noted that in the digital age, the old business models of delivering content are going to die no matter what anyone wants.
A subsequent letters column contained many reactions:
It's looking like the market for books is going to become more and more like the market for music — where the book sales are just the loss leader, and the real moneymaker is in the bonus goodies, like being able to see your favorite content creator in meatspace (man, I never thought I'd use that term).
And as far as making a career out of it goes, well, I've still got my day job and don't plan on leaving that anytime soon. I thought for a long time about the consequences of trying to become a full-time writer of fiction, and realized it probably wasn't a smart idea to hitch my livelihood to the shifting winds of public taste. I'd like to be able to write what I like without having to worry about whether or not it means being able to eat this month, too.
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I've cited many reasons for not wishing to make writing a full-time thing for me, and that only clinches it. The more I learn of the art and the world that surrounds it, the less I want to be a part of it.
No offense, it just has no place for me, and I have no place for it in my life.
EtB
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I'd actually be curious to hear more about what it is that you find not to your liking. I'm fairly sure it wasn't the hours. :D
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