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There are a great many resources for folks who are hunting down that obscure category romance from the early back-when to the late days-of-yore, and a great many more resources for people who seek out the latest news and information about the romance world, from writing to reading to - woohoo! - shopping. When I’m looking for news of the genre, I think to myself, “Self, you know where you need to go to find out about new and somewhat innovative small online businesses seeking to serve the avid romance reader? You need to read the U.S. News & World Report.”
From their article on 28 April about the success of small businesses online despite mega-retailers and a very sad and mopey US economy comes this fascinating profile of Derek Stafford, founder and owner of (get ready to bookmark this one because I’d never spell it correctly if you asked me to) Lughnassadh Books:
Trying to compete with Amazon and other behemoths is daunting. But with the right strategy, an entrepreneur with limited resources can cash in on the boom in online retailing. Derek Stafford, who founded and runs the website Lughnassadh Books, sums up his outlook this way: “One of the best ways to compete with Amazon is not to.”
Stafford has been selling used books from his website since 1999. In the early days, he says, he would sell pretty much anything he could find. But now, he says, “I’ve gotten more and more specialized.” He stopped selling all fiction except Harlequin romance novels, for which he discovered a distinct niche market. This focus gives him a brand that distinguishes Lughnassadh from the big boys. He’s trying to create a comprehensive listing of all the Harlequin romance novels to further develop this brand and establish himself as a one-stop source for genre aficionados. “Even if I can’t be the seller, I want to be the source,” Stafford explains.
That’s right: his store has an entire section of nothing but Harlequin romance novels, and there’s a forum attached to the store for customers who can’t remember the name of the book they’re looking for (no one ever has that problem around here. Least of all me).
Stafford also pays attention to the personal touch of shopping online:
The Internet can be an anonymous place with none of the warmth of walking into your neighborhood store. But small-business people have found ways to genuinely interact with their customers online. Unlike most online retailers, from whom customers get automated E-mail confirmations that their orders have been shipped, Stafford says he writes personal messages for each order to let the customer know that he’s really looking at it. “The kind of thanks that I get is really the telltale,” he says. “Everything I send out gets some sort of thank you.”
I haven’t shopped from Lughnassadh personally, but if you’re looking for the rare or antique category romance, Stafford’s online store might be a good place to start. Curious about the name? I was, and on the “About Us” I found:
I get a lot of questions about our name. LughnassadhBooks.com is named for the Druid harvest festival lughnassadh (pronounced loo-nah-sahd). The festival also honors the Celtic god Lugh, who presides over the harvest and knowledge — you could say he was the Druidic god of the farmers and the teachers. Since I grew up on a farm and I’ve always loved books, it fits me and my business perfectly. LughnassadhBooks.com is devoted to preserving the written word and cultivating the love of knowledge.
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by SB Sarah • Wednesday, April 30, 2008 at 07:31 AM
Thanks to Melissa, who sent me the link to this marvelous bit of Colin-footage:
Melissa asks: “I wonder if he works for the person who makes the succubus rings?”
Sarah asks: “Exactly how wrong is the amount of time I spent wondering whether the photos of Colin’s Colin were online already, and whether I wanted to pollute my search history by looking for them? 80% wrong? 90% wrong? Utterly, completely, and torrentially wrong? How does one quantify that amount of wrong?”





by SB Sarah • Wednesday, April 23, 2008 at 03:45 AM
What, more links? Why, yes, indeed!
James Patterson discusses his new book, a “romance” with the Palm Beach Daily News, and says that romances are “hard to do,” though he cautions that this isn’t a “real romance novel” (What does that mean, precisely, no sex?) Mysteries, for Patterson, are “easy.”
Now, what struck me is his accounting of his collaborative process:
Sundays at Tiffany’s was written with North Carolina-based children’s author Gabrielle Charbonnet in the collaborative style that Patterson developed about 10 years ago. It has been a key element in his increasingly prolific output.
“We’re hung up in this country about individualism,” said Patterson, who compares his collaborative process for writing novels to the traditionally accepted manner in which film and television writers develop their products. “Why can’t a book be created this way?”
Of course, with his celebrated status and reputation for enormous sales, it’s also a means for Patterson to give a lesser-known or aspiring writer an opportunity to break into the best-seller league — and earn what he describes as a “nice” amount of money....
When the decision is made to do a book with a co-writer, Patterson takes the general idea for the story and develops a detailed outline, which lays out the content and action of each chapter.
“It’s like screenplay for the novel,” he said. “One of my agents told me that when they saw the outline they said, ‘With this, I could write the book.’”
The co-writer then does a first draft based on the outline.
“I take it from there,” he said,
It’s like an updated version of the Sweet Valley High books, or the latter-day book package concepts, only with one dude at the helm.
Patterson is also lending his name and image to marketing campaigns for the very sexy Sony Reader, which comes complete with a copy of Patterson’s latest, The Women’s Murder Club. (And if the Sony Reader doesn’t blow your skirt up, the Kindle is back in stock.
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And completely unrelated but still cool: Lori Devoti is part of a badass panel at WisCon, coming soon to the Wisconsin near you, about Being the Heroine of a Romance Novel Doesn’t Make Me Weak . Now that is something I want to see - a bunch of feminist fantasy ladies discussing empowerment of romance heroines and their strength, narratives, and sexuality. Word up. Something tells me that panel won’t be “your grandmother’s romance,” or “Patterson’s romance” either!




by SB Sarah • Tuesday, April 22, 2008 at 08:01 AM
And now, from the Department of Making You Click Links, we have… links.
From Walt and his cuppa: a link that will make you feel dirty even as you keep scrolllling to look for more: a blogspot gallery of David Kawena’s illustrations of Disney heroes in their undergarments. Note: Not entirely work safe - the images or the main image of the blog itself. There’s also a Deviant Art gallery that requires a login. Is it wrong of me to think Prince Eric is stare-worthy? Because I’m ashamed of myself but I’m not entirely sure I want to be right.
From a blog detailing the trials and tribulations of your local Big Book store employee, scroll to the end for the Romestern Times game. Pick up a romance novel title, and pick a western novel title: “I guarantee that 75% of the time, you won’t be able to tell which is a Romance and which is a Western.
As Romances are geared predominantly towards women and Westerns predominantly towards men, I guess we can see that there probably isn’t much of a difference anyway between the sexes.”
Ha!
And finally, you want some nice post-RT news? As I caught a cab out of Pittsburgh, the cab driver asked if I was a writer. Nope, I said. Just evil press.
Why did he ask? Seems he gave a ride to one author by the name of Lori Andrews, and he was so impressed with her, he can’t stop talking about it. Seems Ms. Andrews and the driver, Mr. Williams, had a lovely conversation on the way to the Hilton, and he is now telling everyone he knows about her book. He had a signed copy of her latest in the cab with him, and at every spare moment he’s reading a page or two. Yet another example of kind manners equaling good press - he’s telling everyone in greater Pittsburgh about Ms. Andrews’ book, and can’t say enough about how her writing scares the crap out of him.












by SB Sarah • Wednesday, April 16, 2008 at 04:08 AM
Note: I meant this to run on Monday, but we were using the monkeys that normally write romance to rebuild the database that hosts our site bitty bit by bitty bit. So enjoy - a bit late.
Thanks to SonomaLass for this link that about raised my eyebrows right off my forehead: PoD publisher uses Artificial Intelligence to develop books, and the total number sold puts him among the top authors on Amazon.com.
Of course, that depends on how you define “Author.”
Philip M. Parker, according to the article, has “generated” over 200,000 books on a staggering variety of topics, some of which contain crossword puzzles in multiple languages, and some of which “collect publicly available information on a subject.” Using computers and a few programming humans, Parker prints them on demand of a customer - individuals who are looking for information and who are not familiar with the internet, or medical libraries who collect “nearly everything he produces.”
The kicker? Paragraph 7, as SonomaLass pointed out:
If this sounds like cheating to the layman’s ear, it does not to Mr. Parker, who holds some provocative — and apparently profitable — ideas on what constitutes a book. While the most popular of his books may sell hundreds of copies, he said, many have sales in the dozens, often to medical libraries collecting nearly everything he produces. He has extended his technique to crossword puzzles, rudimentary poetry and even to scripts for animated game shows.
And he is laying the groundwork for romance novels generated by new algorithms. “I’ve already set it up,” he said. “There are only so many body parts.”
Fire the monkeys! Return them to their happy habitats! Our genre of choice will be written by GLaDOS, and other AI computers, because there’s only “so many body parts” about which to write a romance.
Three words: Whiskey Tango Foxtrot.
The weary part of me who is tired all the time can’t even be bothered to lift her middle finger to the idea that AI could write credible or even readable romance based on a handful of physical descriptors, and the part of me that carries my wallet will still buy books I presume are written by actual people.
And the part of me who likes to wonder “oooh, what if...” is now pondering the previous examples of fiction by AI, as detailed in this 2004 NY Times article:
With little fanfare and (so far) no appearances at Barnes & Noble, computers have started writing without us scribes. They are perfectly capable of nonfiction prose, and while the reputation of Henry James is not yet threatened, computers can even generate brief outbursts of fiction that are probably superior to what many humans could turn out - even those not in master of fine arts programs. Consider the beginning of a short story dealing with the theme of betrayal:
“Dave Striver loved the university - its ivy-covered clocktowers, its ancient and sturdy brick, and its sun-splashed verdant greens and eager youth. The university, contrary to popular opinion, is far from free of the stark unforgiving trials of the business world: academia has its own tests, and some are as merciless as any in the marketplace. A prime example is the dissertation defense: to earn the Ph.D., to become a doctor, one must pass an oral examination on one’s dissertation. This was a test Professor Edward Hart enjoyed giving.”
That pregnant opening paragraph was written by a computer program known as Brutus.1 that was developed by Selmer Bringsjord, a computer scientist at Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute, and David A. Ferrucci, a researcher at I.B.M....
That no computer has yet written the Great American Novel may be because computers are subject to some of the same handicaps that afflict human writers. First, writing is hard! Although computers can work unhindered by free will, bourbon or divorce, such advantages are outweighed by a lack of life experience or emotions. Second, and all too familiar to living writers of fiction, there is no money in it. Unable to teach creative writing or marry rich, computers have to depend on research grants. And why would anyone pay for a computer to do something that humans can still do better for peanuts?
(Note to self: New Rule - do not ask Harlan Ellison to work for peanuts, unless I particularly like having said peanuts forcibly lodged in my delicate flaring nostrils.)
Those who fear their future wages will be garnished by the creative output of HAL - take heart:
Artificial intelligence researchers say computers are far from being what the general public would consider authors.
“There is a continuous spectrum, also known as a slippery slope, between a program that automatically typesets a telephone directory and a program that generates English texts at the level of variety you would expect from a typical human English speaker,” said Chung-chieh Shan, an assistant professor in the computer science department of Rutgers. “The former program is easy to write, the latter program is very difficult; in fact, the holy grail of linguistics. Like Mad-Libs, Parker’s programs probably lie somewhere between the two ends of this spectrum.”
Still, the idea - and the insult - is both fascinating in a repulsive, appalling kind of way.




