A writer, submitting items of theirs for years, getting attention, getting rejected, possibly eventually self-publishing.
The Writer's guild lays off workers. Looks like the strike did them little to no good really, and destroyed TV programming possibly indefinitely.
A Romance novel is printed.
Twilight sells yet another gadzillion copies.
These things are all current happenings in our world. One thing I've learned from Twitter is that we are brethren, whether or not our fangs are bloodied with native sanguine. There's times that I'm sent by a link to read other people's work, and I cringe. Do I compliment? Rarely. Would I tell the truth?
I think as writers, we should all be listening for that silence. My work showed me an unusual film a few years ago about the 'Silent Dissatisfied Customer.' It was valuable, because it's true. Only 13% of dissatisfied customers ever complain, and even then, you have to poke and probe to get why.
Is there silence in your stadium? Awkward comments? “It was long.” “Wow.” “It was good.”
What exactly does all of this mean?
For many ordinary readers, not much. They don't have the linguistic skill that we have as natural-born writers. It is for this reason that if we do give passing thought, we give it some thought. This is more of a memo to me rather then you all.
Any thoughts so far?