On the Popularity of Short Stories

I sold some books to Ziffit the other day. They don’t give you a fortune but it’s easy, fast and reliable. They turned down the following as not really having any value:

Elasticity the Best of the Elastic Press edited by Andrew Hook

Far Orbit edited by Bascomb James – stories in the Grand Tradition

View from Another Shore edited by Franz Rottensteiner – European science-fiction

Click on the links for my reviews of these on SFcrowsnest. They were all good anthologies with some excellent stories but out there in the cruel marketplace are worth nothing.

Weep, short story writers. Weep and write a twenty-volume epic fantasy serial to clog up the book catalogues.

More money in writing writing books than writing books

Surfing the net on writing, as I do, I came across this original view from Nora Miller in Salon. The post is quite old but probably even more relevant now as NaNoWriMo has expanded. You can see from the comments that it wasn’t popular.

https://www.salon.com/2010/11/02/nanowrimo/

I think she has a point. I’m not going to stop writing but I think she’s has a point. Clive James opined long ago that the Arts Council people should be paid not to write a novel as there were already far too many. Gore Vidal reckoned that writers now outnumbered readers.

It’s academic, literally. Like politics, writing has turned from something you did after having a bit of real life to something you go into as a career at eighteen. In the good old days, politicians were businessmen or journalists who went into ‘public service’ because they were interested. Writers were scientists, professors or civil servants who did it at night, like Tolkien, C.S. Lewis and E.R. Eddison. Now there are multiple university courses on both politics and writing. This is good for those writers who get jobs teaching to supplement their income. There must be thousands of creative writing courses in American universities and more than a few in England. The ones who can’t get cushy jobs have to write books about writing to supplement their income. In a way, this is daft because they are simply creating more competitors. I confess that I have bought too many writing books. Reading them is much easier than writing and it sort of feels like you’re doing something to make progress. You’re not.

We are drowning in writers but none of us wants to stop.

As for writing, it’s split into two camps, the popular and the literary. The literary types have done their creative writing course and produce dense prose full of imagery and metaphor that wins prizes. No one buys it. The other school is people banging out pulp fiction for the masses and hoping Hollywood will pick up the film rights. Both have their merits but I gladly place myself in the latter camp. For one thing, I don’t write well enough to be in the former. For another, you write what you read and I read pulp. Sorry.

My main problem is that I prefer writing short stories and no one buys them. Oh well.

 

 

Sexual Orientation and the NHS

Pity the NHS frontline staff who now have to query all patients about their sexual preferences.

I used to work at NHS Direct and they brought in a rule that all callers must be asked their ethnic group. We were all a bit wary. Guess who took the most offence?

The white British, that’s who. All the minorities cheerfully divulged their ethnicity and carried on with the assessment. Many British people took umbrage and demanded to know what difference it made. Nasty comments were not rare: Do I get treated faster if I’m black?’ Either that or they shouted at you: ‘British, mate. I’m British. British born and bred. As British as Nelson, and Drake and Churchill. Stick that in your little computer!’ So I did.

Mind you, when you ring up because you’re worried about an illness or your child is very unwell the question is extremely irritating.  I know how they felt.

Even so, the question is not the fault of the person asking it and definitely isn’t their idea. So please be kind to the NHS frontline staff. Be kind.

 

P.S. Arnos Hell my exciting horror novel set in an NHS call centre on Halloween has just been re-issued at all good ebook retailers. I unpublished it for a rewrite (see ‘cut and improve’ blog) and the new improved version is out now.