Coronavirus is upending nearly every industry on Earth.
The book industry isn’t immune. It’s been crazy to see such a sudden shift in consumer behavior (mandated or self-imposed) over just the past few weeks here in the USA and through news reports around the world. I’m very thankful for my Kindle, and I made sure to grab a new book from my local indie bookstore before it was forced to shut down this week.
Jim Millot over at Publisher’s Weekly wrote this fascinating article on how the publishing industry, which is notoriously slow to change and adapt, has been forced to adjust. Especially around live events and their love/hate relationship with Amazon who is (rightfully) focusing on inventory of basic necessity items for customers.
There is also a major toll on brick & mortar book sellers, especially the 800 lb. gorilla Barnes&Noble who were already teetering on the brink of bankruptcy.
I’m not sure what will happen with this situation, but it has made one thing very apparent to me.
Books are one of the single most well-engineered pieces of information and entertainment. No wifi, electricity, or connectivity needed. It’s no wonder they are still going strong after centuries.
By now we realize that Coronavirus has disrupted nearly everyone’s daily lives.
Whether you are self-quarantined, or just social distancing, it can be very tough to keep your creativity and writing output up. It seems counter-intuitive. Writers all over the globe are exactly where we should be right? In front of our keyboards. But any combination of health & financial stress, working from home, caring for children, and home schooling is absolutely disruptive and exhausting. It can make you just want to curl up into a ball and not write or do ANYTHING creative at all.
I’ve been home for about two weeks now. When I received my work from home announcement, I thought whoa, so much writing opportunity! and I was completely wrong. I wasn’t even able to utilize my usual lunch breaks to get words in anymore. This combined with feelings of anxiety and even mild depression from isolation (I’m one of those weird extrovert writers) tanked my output. This past week however, I carefully managed a routine, and it has helped quite a bit. My word count is up, and most importantly, so are my spirits. Here’s what I’ve been doing. Everyone’s situation is different right now, so these may not work for you, but I hope they might help some of my readership out.
Ah, the humble reading light. Such a simple device in theory, but so nuanced in execution.
I’m on a perpetual quest for the perfect reading light. As someone who cannot let go of physical books (although I love my Kindle) I need a light for night reading. The lamp on my nightstand is OK, but often I want to fall asleep and it’s simply too much.
I’ve gone through bunch of clip-on lights, and many of them had significant drawbacks. Recently I purchased a “French Bull” Reading Light from WITHIT, and it has become my go-to clip. Here’s why.
The French Bull clip light is extremely well designed. It is small, and fits perfectly on a paperback without being intrusive. Its wire neck is pliable, but holds firmly in position even after months of regular use. The LED light is also centered on the unit head, and broadcasts light well across small and larger pages. Finally, there are silicone pads on the clip which prevent damage to your book, and the device comes in a number of snazzy colors and patterns
The French Bull is bright. But not TOO bright. It’s a “Goldilocks” brightness with less-than-blue LED, which I find pleasing. It doesn’t keep me awake, and the light is center-down so it stays inside the book rather than broadcasting all over the room. This is perfect for anyone who reads in bed and doesn’t want to keep a partner or kids awake at bed time. It’s also great if you’re reading on a flight or train and don’t want to disturb the person next to you. I have another light that might as well be a camping lantern. It is so bright it keeps me and my neighbors awake. I can successfully drift off while reading and not suffer any eye strain.
The French Bull reading light is powered by two “coin cell” batteries that are widely available, and it has a solid battery life. I’ve had it go a few months on one set with a few hours of use each night. The batteries are easy to replace with no screwdriver needed. While some people like a rechargeable USB, I personally like having an extra set of batteries in my night stand because if the USB light dies, your reading is done for the evening. With the French Bull I can pop in a fresh pair and keep going.
It has survived multiple drops, spilled coffee, and three separate cat attacks. The worst that happened was the battery cover came off during one of the falls and the batteries flew out. The unit still works perfectly fine. The battery cover is not secured by a screw, which might irritate some people, but I don’t mind as it hasn’t come loose on me other than dropping it by accident.
My vote on the French Bull Clip On Book Light by WITHIT is a resounding “YES”. For roughly $10, it has more than paid for itself in the amount of use I have gotten reading with it.
There might be better reading lights out there, but I think you’d be hard pressed to find one that works as well (and looks as sharp) as the French Bull. Recommended if you’re in the market for a book light.
Hachette Book Group employees working for Grand Central Publishing and Little,Brownstaged a walk-out on Thursday afternoon after discovering that their parent company was publishing Woody Allen’s memoir Apropos of Nothing.
The controversial memoir was passed over by numerous major publishers, and Hachette group accepted and published it quietly while also publishing Catch and Kill, a book by journalist Ronan Farrow that included allegations of abuse by Allen. Farrow is the son of Allen’s ex-wife, actress Mia Farrow.
This is certainly bad form on a publisher, and doubly so not giving any notification to Farrow or the Catch and Kill team given the sensitive subject matter they were working on. The HBG group employees are walking out in solidarity with Farrow and the book’s team.
What are your thoughts on publishers making money off of controversial memoirs? This isn’t the first time a big publisher has caused a stir by publishing non-fiction centering on a celebrity with a less-than-stellar reputation.
UPDATE: HBG has officially stated they will not be publishing Woody Allen’s memoir.
I’ve written previously about the painfully slow demise of Barnes & Noble, and their continued attempts at transformation. It seems pretty obvious, at least when I step into my local stores, that they need to down-size and stop selling toys & games. A book store should focus on selling books. Or is that insanity?
Their new CEO and cut-throat hedge fund owners seem to think this is the right move as well, and in a new article over at Bloomberg it appears that B&N will be turning another corner and trying to mimic independent bookstores. The same type of stores they spent many years putting out of business. Oh, the irony…
I’m torn over this.
I dislike Barnes & Noble, but I dislike Amazon more, for a variety of reasons. That, and at some point B&N stopped instructing their employees to aggressively engage customers about add-ons during every purchase. This was also a good move, because while I’ll never begrudge someone for doing their job, it was just obnoxious trying to buy a $5 paperback and getting the “hard sell” at the register.
I can only imagine my local Barnes and Noble will relocate from the massive shopping mall it currently inhabits, in an attempt to reduce square footage. This would be a good thing as well. I’d prefer to see a more intimate store with some character, and more importantly the flexibility to shelve interesting titles. An emphasis on customer service would be nice too.
Oh and please, PLEASE just finally kill off the Nook. Please. It’s getting sad at this point.