Digital rights and the end of publishing?

should writers cut out the middle man?

interesting and brief perspectives on the future of publishing in the rising tide of digital distribution. so long as the aegis of rights control ultimately stays with the author. take the warning lessons from a brief look at the music industry.





Take Your Mummy Head Off

last weekend i attended one of my best friend’s hen celebration, a festival jaunt in deepest herfordshire with a number of lovely ladies, a smattering of burlesque outfits, a twenty year old german camper, a husband and 4 and a half month old baby. i was looking forward to recapturing a little of my previous life [pre-birth of son] and proving to myself these kind of days were not over. it was harder than i thought. it ws lovely to be a part of the fun and glorious to see my good friend on such good form and excited about her forthcoming marriage to a wonderful man but the times when i felt truly involved were less than i hoped due to the new other awareness that has now become fully ensconced in my life. every child, particularly male chidlren where my own son and as teh evening wore into night and the gathered becomes more undone i became increasingly preoccupied with the well being of those children still wandering about, many apparently parent and/or guardian less. even the best festivals are mixed affairs. a kaleidescope of the very best and very worse that we can be, the very best and very worse of where are desires lead us. but i couldn’t help feeling that children should be given leave of the difficult ¬†weighing up of humanities virtues and vices that will preoccupy a large part of the adult life. they should be free of seeing people they trust wide eyed, throwing up, acting out. fancy dress is all very well so as you remember that make believe has to give way to reality some time.

Meanwhile…Elsewhere on Planet Earth

with a new baby to care for, particularly a first, when every day brings a new challenge, its all too easy for the daily horizon to creep nearer and nearer and eyesight short. turning the eye sight outwards, looking at the world through others’ experience, the news, other blogs, social networking etc…i recommend keeping a long view throughout early motherhood. keep your head above the domestic parapet. if not every day then every other day. it has helped me stay a little saner, helped my find perspective on the daily trials and chores and enabled me to keep my head up on the days i feel like sleeping through all of everything forever.

Dreaming Into Parenthood

my partner and i have both been having weird dreams recently. two nights ago i dreamt myself two more children all around 7-9 years and a terrifying situation where we were all kidnapped. we didn’t know our kidnappers, or even what they wanted. we may have been abroad somewhere. far east, asia. tourists caught up in some local cause, or simply that universal trap of geographical inequality. the unfairness of some of us being born on wealthier plots of earth than others. the consequences – ¬†psychological, social and political – that comes with those differences of destiny. or maybe i just saw some movie that tripped an anxiety switch. the horror of watching what you love in pain or dying knowing you leave loved ones alone who need you. this is the subconscious mind at work. an amorphous alchemy making me who i need to be. a shifting my consciousness from me to we. i stand back and wonder when i get a moment [here for instance] and marvel at how we become what we need to be.