The NYT whistles past the graveyard on the current publishing/bookselling climate.
"Some publishers are also looking at their (famously generous) travel and entertainment budgets. Steve Ross, publisher of Collins, a division of HarperCollins, said he recently took a job candidate for a drink at a Midtown hotel and was shocked by the $22 price for cocktails. “I think it will be awhile before I will have the pleasure of meeting anybody there,” Mr. Ross said."
Philistines.
The best bit reads,
'One silver lining of the downturn: Because many books are not selling as well as they might have in a better economy, it does not take nearly as many copies to have bragging rights about being a best seller."
This brings to mind my mother putting on childhood birthday parties and making little goodie bags of candy and such for the neighbourhood kids. Upon having nothing but large sandwich bags in the house, she promptly lopped off the top half of every bag and filled what was left.
Everyone got their sausage, and no one asked to see it being made.
Genius, that.
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