Today’s the Day… Flooding the Market

Today is the
day that ‘Before the Flood’ is officially unleashed. Although the same
number of pages as its predecessor, ‘Lust for Death,’ it’s priced
fractionally cheaper in line with reduced production costs. This is not
indicative of lower quality, however. An epic monologue on existence,
art and life, ‘Before the Flood’ is a unique prose piece. This pamphlet
is strictly limited to 25 copies and can only be purchased via THIS
LINK: http://christophernosnibor.co.uk/aboutus.aspx

Get it while it’s hot…..

CN

Nothing like a good conspiracy theory… the Michael Jackson media frenzy

Well, it’s true, there’s nothing like a good conspiracy theory, and this is nothing like a good conspiracy theory. However, I thought I’d spin something out just for the hell of it and see how it went down, fully expecting it to get completely buried in the media blizzard that has become the death of Michael Jackson. And while it might not be setting the blogosphere alight, ‘Is Michael Jackson Really Dead? And if so, Could Kanye West be to Blame?‘ is proving to be by far the most successful thing I’ve written to date, at least in terms of hits. And while I’m not entirely sure how I feel about this – after all, having been thrown together in a couple of hours, I don’t think it’s my best writing and I’d much prefer a piece like ‘Blogging and the Myspace Generation: Gatecrashing Someone Else’s Therapy Session‘ to be widely read, or, better still, to be recognised as a writer of fiction, I really oughtn’t grumble. After all, all any writer wants is to be read…

Everything that’s wrong with today’s world – part 1 in a very occasional series

Sometimes, when I’m lost for ideas or looking to add new contacts who might be interested in my work, I’ll peruse MySpace profiles. Sometimes I’ll go through my friends’ friends, others I’ll check out the recommendations. MySpace also has in its homepage a tab for ‘people’ (along with celebrity updates (which include insightful status updates from the likes of Russell Brand – ‘Just posted a new vid on…’ and Lady Gaga ‘I love korea!! Xoxo’), music, etc.). I’ve no idea how these people get selected, but occasionally check their profiles either by clicking in error, or through curiosity. They never fail to disappoint in their inherent shitness. Bland, egotistical posers one and all, and the majority are borderline retarded.

The sad fact is that these are average, everyday people, and as such largely representative of our society (at least the 16-35 age bracket). This short article marks the first in an occasional series. When I’m feeling lazy or pressed for time, rather than try to summon the bile and expend the energy trying to create an articulate critique regarding an issue that, for me, represents things that are wrong with the world today, I’ll simply copy and paste someone’s ‘about me’ blurb to make my point by way of illustration.

So, to kick off, I would like to introduce you all to Mr Edward Nigma…

Sports dnt like many take 2 much effort lol!!! i like all motor sports mostly bikes tho.(well watchin them) Scared Of spiders a hate the things more than 4 legs just aint normal!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! lol Happiest When in bed out with ma mates or on ma bike or just messin about doin random stuff lol. Things i hate!!!!!!!!!!! a hate traffic cops(fat pricks in a shiny car wae hats on WANKERS!!!! ) , sundy drivers, gd weather bikers and scooters. Tattoos most of ma tattoos have a reason bhind them well apart from ma clown it was just random lol and a must add they r addictive and a want more!!!!!!!!!!! if any 1 wants 2 buy me some just say lol .

In the news: Rowling THE PLAGIARIST and there’s no place to hide!

As a child I thought that the news was boring, but I’m a fairly keen observer of current affairs these days, which means I’ve grown old and boring or have come to realise how the stories in the news have a bearing on my own life. It’s not always the big headlines that are the most relevant or interesting to me – in fact, the opposite is true, and more often than not the real news is buried beneath the smokescreen that passes as news much of the time. In the past few days, I’ve uncovered a couple of particularly intriguing stories.

The first concerned me greatly as a blogger, a part-time corporate whore and a full-time fervent anti-corporate ranter who believes strongly in free speech and the individuals’ rights to privacy (something I’ve written on variously in the past in a number of different places so shan’t go over the same ground again here). Now, I’m not so blinkered in my anti-corporate / smash the system stance that I think employees have the right to disclose information that could compromise national security or would offer the possibility of insider dealing or other such illicit activity, and can appreciate that certain acts can constitute an abuse of power or position. Other than that, though, I say it’s open season.

The public has a right to know what (mal)practices go on and how customer or taxpayer money is spent. And so on.

http://uk.news.yahoo.com/16/20090617/ttc-bloggers-have-no-right-to-privacy-sa-6315470.html

So I’m rather pro-mole, and have posted a few articles that might not go down too well in certain quarters. But while ‘exposing’ overseas sweatshops and promoting fair trade is considered positive, speaking out against the erosion of workers rights at home is viewed as bad form in the days of the minimum wage. We’re supposed to be grateful for our statutory sick pay and not mind increasingly shit conditions, discrimination and our employees checking out our activities on Facebook and using them against us in the workplace.

Blogging, then, is a public, not a private pursuit in the eyes of the law, so publish and suffer the consequences. I can of course see where they’re coming from. But is posting a blog really all that different to talking in the pub? You may be seated around a table with a bunch of mates beefing about what a cunt the boss is, without realising that some members of senior management are at the next table (probably beefing about what a cunt his boss, or your boss is). Can such an eavesdrop be used against you? Thankfully not, at least not officially. But as in situations where the interviewer tells the black guy, the guy with the tattoos or the guy in the wheelchair that he’s not being offered the job because another guy with identical credentials or a girl with similar credentials and a big rack gave a better interview, there are ways round what’s strictly legal that make discrimination impossible to prove.

As such, a blog may be posted for an intended audience, but one accepts that there is a risk that unintended audience may also find it, which is why privacy settings exist and why many people write pseudonymously. That the safety of anonymous blogging has been removed by law is a concern because it represents a further erosion of privacy. So who’s being protected by such precedents? Not the individual, that’s for sure… what’snext? Monitoring of email? Cameras watching us at every turn? A DNA database? Oh yeah…

The other article that caught my eye relates to a lawsuit being filed against JK Rowling and her publishers, Bloomsbury.

http://news.yahoo.com/s/nm/20090615/media_nm/us_britain_potter_plagiarism

Now, I’m not exactly entirely opposed to plagiarism, at least in certain (theoretical) contexts, and I think our litigious culture has gone beyond compensating injustices and has become a way of life for many. I strongly believe that claiming exclusive ownership of something as vague as an idea is iffy at best. I’m also of the opinion that there are only a finite number of plots when reduced to the most fundamental of fundamentals, and that no-one can really claim the ownership of words.

But I’m no fan of Rowling either. I’ll admit that I have managed to not read ‘Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire,’ and I’ve certainly not read ‘The Adventures of Willy the Wizard,’ so cannot comment on the alleged similarities.  Of course, very few people have read or even heard of the former, and this is why it’s an interesting case.

It could be that the late Adrian Jacobs’ son is simply after a spot of fame and out to make something from his father’s book when his father failed to do so. Whatever, I consider it unlikely that they’ll win the case, simply because it would be hard for an average Joe to be able to beat the battalion of top-flight lawyers Rowling and Bloomsbury will be able to draft in. To represent them, and moreover, proving that Rowling had any knowledge of Jacobs’ obscure text would be nigh on impossible. But it’s the relative obscurity of ‘Willy the Wizard, ’ even more than the connection between the two writers in the form of agent Christopher Little that makes me wonder if there might actually be something to the Jacobs estate’s claim. After all, if you’re stuck for ideas and running out of time to produce something and the pressure’s mounting, you’re not going to turn to a well-known source for inspiration are you?

Sounds Like… # 1 in a very occasional series (when I can be bothered)

Ok so I’m something of a trainspotter when it comes to music I like. Perhaps not as anoraky at some who can tell you that the guitar fades out 2 seconds earlier on one version of a song on which the drum also pan slightly differently during the fill at the end of the middle eight, but pretty nerdy nevertheless. I don’t see any shame in this, and sometimes my ability to retain large quantities of apparently useless information can come in handy. I’m not too shabby in the music round of pub quizzes, for example.

Anyway, while I accept that certain chord sequences are common simply because they are (how many songs can you think of that use the same three chord descending sequence that’s the main riff on the Stooges track ‘I Wanna Be Your Dog’ for example?), some songs bear more than a passing resemblance to others that came before, and it’s unlikely to be entirely coincidental.

Try playing ‘Mrs Jones’ from the first Hole album alongside Bauhaus’ ‘Dark Entries’ and tell me honestly you don’t think the former appropriates in any way from the latter.

Anyway, one soundalike that’s long gnawed at me is the bassline to ‘Blah, Blah, Blah’ by Hüsker Dü, which is to all intents and purposes identical to that of ‘The Damage Done’ by The Sisters of Mercy. The Sisters single was released in 1980, two years before Mr Mould and co. recorded the tracks for ‘Everything Falls Apart,’ which was released January ‘83. Obviously, I’m not about to go on a big rant about plagiarism or anything, I’m just putting the observation regarding their similarity out there…


Amazon Adenture – Up the Creak with a Borrowed Paddle

One of the reasons I like to be closely involved with the publication of my work is that I like the degree of control it affords me, over so many of the details I consider important. The design, the marketing, and perhaps most importantly, what actually goes out are all things I like to keep a close eye on. And if there are any shortcomings in any of these, I’ve no-one to blame but myself – which means I’m not going to fall out with anyone over a bad job, etc., etc., provided I’m willing and able to accept my own limitations.

Sometimes, however, it’s good to relinquish some of that control. Sometimes, things happen that are beyond my control, without my intervention. This is why when Lulu, who I use for all of my PoD requirements, notified me that THE PLAGIARIST had been selected for a pilot involving Amazon marketplace, I decided to let it run, rather than opting out. And I’m glad I did. UK sales via Amazon.co.uk are actually up, after a quiet spell and after a period where I’ve not really been promoting the book.

I was similarly surprised today to find that someone’s added a second entry for Bad Houses over on Amazon.com, as well as there now being a listing for the hardback edition of THE PLAGIARIST. This is great, as Clinicality and I jointly agreed not to obtain an ISBN for this instead deciding to focus finance and energy on the mainstream ‘mass-market’ paperback a few months later.

Perhaps most remarkably, C.N.N. can now also be purchased as ‘New and Used’ on Amazon.com. This was entirely self-published, and again, I didn’t see it as a work that warranted an ISBN, and without an ISBN, you can’t get your book listed anywhere, and this includes Amazon. And now it’s here without my having to fork out. Great! Given that promotion for C.N.N. was minimal, sales never really took of, and I had been considering pulling the publication entirely. But now I think I shall leave it, at least for the time being, and see what happens.