A remarkable essay about the business of publishing from Daniel Menaker:
Now I have been senior literary editor at Random House for six months. I remain in many ways ignorant of the realities of book publishing. But it begins to dawn on me that if a company publishes a hundred original hardcover books a year, it publishes about two per week, on average. And given the limitations on budgets, personnel, and time, many of those books will receive a kind of “basic” publication. Every list—spring, summer, and fall—has its lead titles. Then there are three or four hopefuls trailing along just behind the books that the publisher is investing most heavily in. Then comes a field of also-rans, hoping for the surge of energy provided by an ecstatic front-page review in The New York Times Book Review or by being selected for Oprah’s Book Club. Approximately four out of every five books published lose money. Or five out of six, or six out of seven. Estimates vary, depending on how gloomy the CFO is the day you ask him and what kinds of shell games are being played in Accounting.

I was going to read the article, but I was just so disappointed that there is no Random Penguin that I couldn’t.
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“Nobody knows anything.”
Also, lack of Random Penguin was unfortunately the least of it.
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If literary types can’t at least pick an interesting name when it slaps them in the face, what hope is there they’ll do the other things right.
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Slapped in the Face by a Random Penguin is the title of my next memoir, since it’s obviously too long to be the name of my next band.
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Ah, publishing, thou art a heartless you-know-what.
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