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This evening I found myself wondering if, one hundred or so years from now, authors will be writing stories about the infancy of e-publishing.
How many writers found gratification in getting their work before an audience, however small. How some e-pubbed authors went on to become giants in the industry. While print books will still be readily available, how commonplace it will be to slip a tiny chip, no larger than your thumbnail, into a wristband or portable drive the size of a paperback, and how, for a little extra $$$, you can have your story played out as a 3-D hologram, complete with sound, settings, and actors of your choice.
How silly the bickering of these dark ages will seem then.
And people can readily enjoy e-pubbed comics of Dick Cheney, Apocalyptic android, and The Barack, dark angel of the hypnotic oratory, and feast on the ancient archives of long forgotten ‘blogs’, and…and…
Okay.
Yes.
This winter has definitely gone on too long.
I’m blogging at the SFC site today. Come and join us while it’s fresh.










