Category Archives: From The Editor

American Butthurt

Gather round, kiddies, and let me tell you a tale of woe! Recently, some white lady wrote a novel about some Mexicans. Oprah Winfrey swooned over it and gave her official endorsement and said white lady cashed in. Stephen King and Sandra Cisneros both gave it their official seal of approval and Ka-fuckin-ching, kids. The lady is rich and a movie deal is in the works. The internet, as is custom these days, pissed and shit themselves silly over it. The result? A clusterfuck of fashionably late, butthurt victim culture, best sellers galore and the cherry picking of sacrificial lambs. Huzzah. 

Note: I am not going to link any of the “woke” butthurt articles here about this lady’s book or screenshot any tweets. There’s a bunch. Do your homework. The work in question is called American Dirt by Jeanine Cummins. Look it up. 

I posted the following on my Instagram account the other day: 

Dear people crying foul over this book:

You have a point but here’s the thing; Yes, we have a voice that the mainstream ignores, but it’s fucking hypocritical to complain when WE don’t support our own voices! Ask me how I know! It’s fucking ridiculous to watch people bitch and moan about not having our voices heard when WE routinely ignore them ourselves and then wonder why we are invisible. Fuckin’ dummies. Spare me your butthurt and victim complex. 🙄 Continue reading American Butthurt

The super duper long and continued slow death of print

I’m not dead…yet. Still here – I’ve been quietly stewing over the perpetual chaos that we live in here in The Matrix and considering yet again throwing my phone in the ocean. But! I wanted to chime in here for a quick moment with you all and comment on the super duper long and continued slow death of print. The latest victim? Lowrider Magazine

Now, I’ll be the first to admit, I’m not the biggest fan of LRM in the world. To be honest, I stopped reading their rag in the late 90s. Sure, I doodled the logo incessantly in high school and even went to a few shows [INSERT EYES EMOJI HERE]. I even owned a lowrider and lived the “lowrider lifestyle” for a short time before succumbing to my own madness. But, as I’ve written about before, I was more interested in the girls than the cars. I often wonder if the magazine suffered the same issue… Continue reading The super duper long and continued slow death of print

The end?

No, not the end of BSP…at least not yet. But I am considering the end of this website. For a while now I have bitterly held on to the notion that you need a website with all the bells and whistles in order to survive as a small publisher, however I’m fairly certain that’s no longer true. I believe that business model is outdated and it’s time that I reorganize things and focus on the future and part of that includes cutting back a bit. 

You’ve all heard the phrase “video killed the radio star,” it’s a song and it’s also true. Music videos killed radio and social media killed blogging. No one really blogs any more and if they do, there’s not many people reading them. Blogging, sadly, is outdated. People these days much prefer bite-sized tidbits that are easily and instantly digested via social media.  

I had to asses what I use this space for and it’s primarily for a blog – my books are sold via other mediums. So really, what is the purpose of this website? That’s a question I’ve struggled with for a long time. The answer is, of course, that it’s a blog but that raises another question; if this is just a blog then why the hell am I paying for it when there are numerous free ways to blog? And that brings me to the present: periodically I have to asses what I am doing and at the end of the day this is a business. 

I am not really a social media person – shocking I know. I was at one point, but I ‘dropped out’ so to speak. Social media culture disgusts me so there are no plans to return to Twitter or Facebook. Sorry to disappoint you.

That said, I have been contemplating the idea of using an email-based subscription newsletter like TinyLetter instead of a central website. I’ve seen a couple of colleagues do this and have been impressed with what they’ve done with it. 

This format is appealing to me because it’s free, easy to use, it isn’t so archaic and people are free to subscribe/unsubscribe to it if they wish. The money I spend on this website would, in my opinion, be better spent on publishing more books. Plus, it’s hard not to feel so limited in this current space. With a different format, I could potentially share all kinds of things and not just book-things, if that makes any sense.  Essentially, I believe TinyLetter could afford me the freedom to return to the kind of stuff I was doing on Twitter years ago, but without all the bullshit Twitter comes with. 

Also, just fyi, this website isn’t going anywhere any time soon. I’m paid up until well into next year but I may switch to TinyLetter sooner rather than later. If I do, I will use this space to announce/promote that and I’m hoping you will follow me there. 

So, I’m interested in some feedback from you on this idea. What do you think? Would you subscribe to my TinyLetter? Would you miss this site? Do you think it’s a good/bad idea to not have a website? Let me know your thoughts in the comments. 

Publishing pariah

The older I get the more I feel like I repeat myself. It’s a weird feeling as a writer, especially if you’ve written a ton of stuff and haven’t organized it very well. You start to ask yourself: Did I already write about that? Have I said that before? Twice? Three times?? I know I’m guilty of that and in my mind I feel like some geezer who tells his same war stories over and over to family rolling their eyes back in their heads…bah! Like I said, it’s a weird feeling but indulge me here for a bit while I talk about my experience as a publisher.

Recently, a fellow writer and aspiring publisher asked me for some advice on the business. He asked me what BSP could do for him that he couldn’t achieve on his own as a self-publisher. It’s a great question and I had to be completely honest with him: not much. At least, not any more. Continue reading Publishing pariah

Censorship, self-censorship, poison pens and the new moral majority

Art is dead.

How profound, eh? Let me explain. Art, as I’ve understood (and enjoyed) it my entire life, is officially deceased. It’s expired. Kaput. Extinct. Cold, lifeless, stiff…whatever you want to call it, it’s no mas. It’s been on life support for years now but we’ve finally pulled the plug and put the last couple of nails in the coffin. R.I.P. art, you will be missed. Or maybe not. Maybe no one will even notice. It might not even get a hashtag or a shout out on the Gram from the shallow, selfie-obsessed hordes of zombie fuckheads who constitute modern society…GASP!

The only question that remains is: where do we go from here..? I wish I knew.  Continue reading Censorship, self-censorship, poison pens and the new moral majority