Life happened because I turned the pages~~Alberto Manguel

Sunday, November 07, 2004

And Yet The Books etc

In my line of work, I'm frequently accosted by people who assume that books, and reading, are peripheral activities. That what politicians do is somehow more important; that book pages and book review sections are for journalists to outgrow; that writers do not need to be accorded the same seriousness as, say, economists. I usually get my own back by pointing out that my working day is a) entertaining b) fun c) spent on a comfortable couch d) fun e) uninterrupted by cretins f) did I mention the "fun" bit yet?
The Reading Experience has a far more articulate perspective.
"Books--fiction more specifically--seem trivial in comparison to politics and political awareness only if you've really invested most of your intellectual resources in the notion that political movements and ideas finally determine the degree to which serious engagement with ideas can be made at all, that everything else curious and creative people might find worthwhile must be subordinated to "political critique" or else it's just so much fluff."

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2 Comments:

How, oh how, dear Hurree, do you manage to pay the creditors? I yearn for a life on the couch surrounded by books, writing about books....and yet the bills.

By Anonymous Anonymous, at 11/08/2004 10:43:00 AM  

How do I get paid?
There are the nice magazines that actually treat reviewers and writers like people who might appreciate a cheque or three tossed their way. These guys pay on the dot, surprise you with an unasked-for raise in rates, and send nice notes with the cheque.
There are very, very few of these.

Then there are the all-in-a-good-cause lot, where you sigh, assume you won't get paid/ will get paid a pathetic little sum seven months late, and write it off to karma. If you ask this set for a) more money b) any money and explain that you actually try to make a living doing this, they look deeply injured and explain that to all but the ruthlessly mercenary, the reward of writing is the joy of writing. You have two options: explain that your landlord wants more than joy from you at the end of the month, which won't get you a cheque anyway, or shrug your shoulders and give up.
If it's a good enough little magazine/ cause/ NGO, I 'll do it anyway, and screw the cheque. If it isn't, I'll chalk one bad experience down to karma and never write for them again.

Then there are the ones in between, who really do mean to pay, but have messy office systems, or clinically depressed accountants, or are going through temporary cash flow hassles.
These guys I'll cheerfully write for, but a) I never rely on their cheques for the main budget and b) their work is going to be seen as slightly less important than the work coming in from regular clients who pay well and on the nail.

And there's the smart way out of this situation. Which is to make a list of top magazine editors, locate pictures of them in compromising positions with Jabba the Hutt, and use as required. Heh heh.

By Blogger Hurree, at 11/08/2004 11:20:00 PM  

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