Category Archives: From The Editor

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

It was a joke…

So, yesterday I stumbled upon a post talking about Barack Obama and his summer reading list. Apparently, he posted on Facebook about the five books he read over the summer. The first thing to pop into my mind was: I wonder what he read. So I went and looked. The second thing to pop into my head was: man, wouldn’t that be a trip if my book was on that list?! And then the third thing to pop into my head was: That would be a really funny joke to make it look like he read my book. Ha!  Continue reading It was a joke…

Every Which Way But Loose: Remembering Denver the cow town

I shouldn’t be writing this – I really don’t have the time, but I’ve found that if I don’t write about something when inspiration calls, it quickly dissipates and is then lost for good. POOF! It evaporates into the ether and then I regret it. And this isn’t anything earth-shattering or even related to publishing, it’s just some thoughts I wanted to jot down about the Clint Eastwood film, Every Which Way But LooseContinue reading Every Which Way But Loose: Remembering Denver the cow town