Every time I think I like the internet, I'm reminded that really I hate it.
I hate that you can write something, post it for everyone to see, and some people will still insist you mean something else. I hate that they will conjure up ideas about you based on nothing, suggest things about your level of income or education based on nothing (especially ironic when I state in my "About" page that I don't have a degree in anything literature related) or that they will just refuse to listen to what you say and convince themselves you are/were saying something else.
I really hate the internet sometimes.
What do I think of the BEA panel on book blogging? I think, as I said before, that publishers are overwhelmed by the lit blogosphere. I think publishers really want to find a representative group to speak for or symbolize all bloggers. I think publishers don't have any idea what the heck to do as far as sorting out what bloggers are with what genres and then beyond that, who reviews what or how or why and in what way any of this will assist them the most in terms of book sales. I think that the lit blogosphere is incredibly daunting for publishers (I'm sure everyone can see this) and they really want to find some way to get a better idea of how to deal with it. For publishers it is not about how to get ARCs out of them - it is who they should be sending ARCs to. I can respect how daunting the whole thing must appear to them, and that as print reviews shrink, how concerned they are about what to do next.
So BEA formed a panel and talked about it. And a lot of people attended and agreed and/or disagreed with what was said there. And as reports from BEA started showing up everywhere a lot of other people read them including me. And we were surprised to see a panel advertised as representative - as including top book bloggers no less - that was comprised of bloggers we were unfamiliar with. And so I posted on that. I posted on how a representative panel had bloggers I didn't know and I then I said how can you have a representative panel when there are so many blogs? And then I said I didn't think you could. And I said - for sure I said - that I thought the panelists were probably great but that wasn't the point. You can't do what BEA tried to do and figuring out how to accomplish what BEA attempted (of if you even can) was the main question of my post.
And then it blew up and now, I am sitting here with so many flat out lies being spread around about who I am and what I wrote that I'm shocked.
I'm done with this. It's not about me not being able to "take it" either. Please. It's about this conversation being so incredibly unproductive it's not even funny. I have a new project to unveil that I'm excited about and the Book Fair for Boys to wrap up and a book to work on. Plus my day job and my child and my life.
Want to know when the blogosphere doesn't work? Right now. When being professional is deemed wrong and being critical is deemed "acting out". Right now, the lit blogosphere isn't working for me at all and I would hope that an awful lot of other people - on all sides of this issue - can see that as well.


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June 4
2009
04:12 PM
Colleen,
For what it's worth, I understood from the onset what your intention was. I think you were clear, professional and objective.
The downside to the Internet is that we can conveniently argue that someone isn't clear, mean-spirited and we can be far more confrontational than we would ever dare to be in person.
Sometimes, when the smoke clears, some of us look at the mess, and realize that some of the things said do apply to us. In the moment though, we're reeling from the sting.
I'm of neither wave, but like you, I've been around a long time, and I've seen the unnecessary wringing of hands and accusations go wild. I don't know what was said about you but if it was anything like I've what've been called, let it roll off.
I haven't been reading you long, but I was impressed when I got here, and I have even greater respect and admiration for what you try to bring to the space.
Peace.