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My full time (with overtime some weeks) contract position with Amazon.com is now ended. A gig that was originally set to have lasted 7.5 weeks instead got stretched to 13, so I’m more than grateful.
I was not stationed at the massive new Amazon campus at south Lake Union. Rather, I was in the company’s highly obscure back office in back of the Rainier Valley Lowe’s.
(For local old timers or baseball nerds, my desk was where the left field bleachers had been at the old Sick’s Seattle Stadium, home of the old Rainiers and Pilots.)
I was in an office area previously occupied by Amazon’s accounts payable department, for which we occasionally got phone calls, to which we had no forwarding info.
The building also houses:
I got to eat lunch at the fine fast-food outlets of the Rainier Valley; as well as two local indie treasures, The Original Philly’s and Remo Borracchini’s bakery-deli.
I worked as part of a team that varied between 12 and 32 people; at least two-thirds female. Some were otherwise stay-home moms. Some were recent college grads. Some were middle-age cranks like myself. All were damn smart and able to think their way through sometimes obtuse situations.
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What we did all this time is a bit harder to explain.
On the Wednesday of our first week at the task, Amazon announced a line of new Kindle e-book machines.
At the same time, it announced a new, exclusive feature in its e-book files, “Xray.”
Reviewers have called Xray “an index on steroids.” It’s a hyperlinked list of a book’s references to people (real and fictional), places, ideas, topics, etc. It gives Amazon something other sellers of the same e-book titles don’t have.
The company’s crack coders created a software algorithm to generate the Xray files. But it had trouble parsing the infinite possibilities of what is and isn’t a person’s name (it regularly believed “Jesus H. Christ” and “Jack Daniel’s” to be characters in a story), and what is and isn’t a relevant phrase (publishers’ addresses don’t really belong in an index).
So every Xray file needed human tweaking.
That’s what we did, on the “Xray Quality Assurance Team.”
We used specially-programmed data tools to delete and add names and phrases in the Xray files. (To explain the process any further would risk violating my non-disclosure agreement.)
Our goal was to have 6,500 titles ready by the time the new Kindle models came out or shortly thereafter. By this past midweek, we’d exceeded 8,000. I worked, in whole or in part, on almost 1,500 of those.
Since “books” are a widely diverse lot, each Xray editing job was different.
Some titles (self-help guides or tech instructionals) contained lots of phrases but few to no names. Others (short stories sold as stand-alone products) had names but no significant phrases.
Some had compact casts of characters and limited place names. Others, such as epic historical tomes, contained literal “casts of thousands.”
The absolute toughest e-books to figure out were the umpteen-volume fantasy sagas, such as The Wheel of Time and the Game of Thrones sequels. They’ve got hundreds of made-up people names, plus hundreds of equally made-up names for places, tribes, deities, swords, etc.
But no matter how tricky any particular job was, our goal was accuracy above speed.
We picked the titles to work on from a database of Amazon’s most popular e-books, both “paid” and “free.” The latter include sample chapters of forthcoming books as well as public-domain classics. (I helped edit the Xray for The Idiot, and sure felt like one afterwards.)
I’ve long ranted in this space and elsewhere that, despite four decades’ worth of pseudo-intellectual hype about “The Death of The Book,” the written word remains a vital medium, commercially as well as in other aspects.
My thirteen weeks with Xray helped to confirm this belief.
The job also gave me an insight into what’s selling in the e-book sphere.
You’ve got all your regular NY Times and USA Today bestsellers, present and past.
You’ve got your expected genre items:
And there’s one genre that I, and the rest of the Xray Quality team, were surprised to find so prevalent among the top selling e-books.
Sometimes, it’s euphemistically billed as “erotic romance.”
What is is, is women’s smut.
You might already know that your regular formula romance novels, the Harlequins and the Silhouettes and such, include explicit sex scenes these days. (Only “Christian” romances don’t.)
But lately—and specifically in the e-book realm, where no one else can see what you’re reading—stories primarily or totally about sex, written for and by women (or at least under women’s pseudonyms), have become a major cottage industry.
I’d say they made up a good 5 percent of the database of Kindle bestsellers, at least.
They range in length from full size novels to short-short stories.
Some are self-published. Others come under the logos of established romance imprints, or their subsidiary lines. Still others are issued by professional, e-book-only companies. The latter have authors’ guidelines as strictly detailed as those of print romance publishers.
And formulaic they are.
For one thing, the traditional romance happy ending is a must. No matter how wild the sexual adventures, the heroines have to end up in committed relationships by the end.
The prose styling is also strictly regulated. No Anias Nin poetic flourishes; just simple declarative sentences and an established vocabulary of descriptions. Breasts are never fondled or groped but always “cupped.”
The plots are equally formulaic.
Several of them star mousy, modern-day women who travel back in time and into the arms of shirtless Scottish Highlanders.
In other formula plots, the male lust objects are equally studly—young corporate tycoons, Navy SEALs, cowboys, police detectives, firefighters, zombie hunters.
Or they’re vampires. Or shape-shifters of assorted types. There are werewolves, were-leopards, were-foxes, were-rats, and were-ravens.
And, quite often, the heroine has simultaneous sex with two, three, or four men. Sometimes these men are brothers. Other times they have sex with one another as well as with the heroine. But they always end up in permanent polyandrous households.
The self-published smut stories often have more traditionally “smutty” formulae. Amazon won’t deal in sex stories involving underage characters or blood relatives (except for the aforementioned groups of brothers sharing the same woman). But there are plenty of just-over-18 tarts seducing stepdads and stepbrothers.
E-books don’t really have covers, only promotional images on their respective Web pages. For many low-budget e-book-only smut titles, these images are amateurishly Photoshopped from licensed stock photos, or from unlicensed “found” online pictures. The effect is, of course, extra cheesy goodness!
An anonymous member of our team (not me, I swear) collected some of these images, along with blurbs and excerpts from the cheesiest of these smut stories, and put them on a blog called Wet & Wilde.
This, my friends, is what massive technological investments by companies here and overseas have led up to.
And even if most of it doesn’t arouse me, I’m glad it’s out there.
I hereby promise to post more of these in the near future.
(Cross posted with the Capitol Hill Times)
Starting in June, liquor sales in this state move to private retailers.
But only at establishments of at least 10,000 square feet, as per terms of the Costco-written and -sponsored initiative.
This means most of the new liquor outlets will be run by big retail chains, not by independent merchants.
Washingtonians will continue to be spared the garish storefronts and signage associated with commercial liquor stores in other states.
But, for the most part, we also won’t get the careful selection and knowledgeable advice an independent merchant can provide.
In and near the Capitol Hill Times‘ distribution area, three independently owned food-beverage outlets have enough square footage to qualify as liquor sellers. They’re the Montlake Deli Market, the Madison Market Co-op, and the Jackson Street Red Apple Market.
The Madison Park Red Apple and Pete’s Wines on Fairview aren’t big enough. To get booze, they’d have to convince the state that their respective neighborhoods qualify as “trade areas.” You see, there’s a provision in the new law that says the state can license smaller stores to sell the hard stuff if there aren’t other liquor sellers in their respective “trade areas.” The initiative’s text doesn’t define those areas.
However, Area 51 Furniture on East Pine and City People’s Garden in Madison Valley ARE big enough to sell liquor. And the new law doesn’t say a store has to make most of its income from food/beverage sales, since Costco doesn’t.
Most of the new places for the hard stuff on the Hill will be the chains. Two Safeways, two Walgreens, one Trader Joe’s, and three QFCs (but not the too-small Broadway and Madison Rite Aid stores). All of these companies, including QFC’s parent Kroger, sell liquor at their stores in other states.
The Washington-only Bartell Drug chain (with large stores on Madison and in the Harvard Market complex) hasn’t said if it will add liquor. Bartell just added beer and wine to its stores last year.
The state’s budding “microdistillery” movement, including Capitol Hill’s Sun Liquor, will also be affected by I-1138. How it will be affected isn’t certain yet.
Hard liquor had not been commercially made in Washington since Prohibition, until a few years ago. That’s when a few entrepreneurs, with some regulatory easings from the state, started producing and releasing artisanal vodkas and gins. Whiskey, with its longer lead time, took longer to show up.
With the State Liquor Board as their only retail/wholesale customer, these fledgling producers could make one sales pitch and have their product in every liquor store in Washington, and available to every cocktail lounge in Washington.
The new system will be more complex.
Restaurants and bars will have multiple, competing distributors from which to get their spirits.
The big chains (mostly based out of state) that will dominate retail liquor sales will get to buy direct from producers, with no wholesale middlemen. And their offerings may be much more limited than the variety in today’s state stores. (They might even take shelf space away from local wine brands, and give it to national spirits brands.)
Will a Kroger corporate booze buyer in Cincinatti, or a Trader Joe’s booze buyer in suburban L.A., bother to even receive a proposal from a small Seattle distillery (or a small Yakima winery)?
Already, the Liquor Board has stopped adding new products to its inventory, as it prepares to shut down its stores. That’s put a crimp in local distillers’ new-product launches.
The changes to the booze biz in Washington are vast and complex. And various business interests will immediately ask the Legislature to make changes to the changes.
It will take a sober head to figure it all out.
Remember the big plan to revive All My Children and One Life to Live as online-only soap operas? Ain’t gonna happen. The economics just weren’t there.
washingtonstatewire.com
So the voters of the state finally up and did it.
They took liquor retailing away from themselves (the people of the state) and gave it to the likes of Costco and Safeway.
I for one will miss the state liquor stores, which will be closed or auctioned off to private operators some time next year.
In a modern marketing world where everything was loud and flashy and out to sell-sell-sell, this was one major retail chain out not to promote its wares, but to control their sale.
The stores were mostly no-frills operations, with modest signage and minimalist interior decor.
The employed unionized clerks, whose job was to facilitate sales, not to increase them.
In most years, they generated at least enough revenue to pay for the state’s alcohol treatment and anti-drunk-driving programs.
But their main function was service, not sales.
(Booze For People, Not For Profit.)
They showed by example that consumer goods can be distributed without excess hype, and without the secular religion of excess consumption.
'off the mark' by mark parisi
It’s no longer good enough for us to tell kids who are different that it’s going to get better. We have to make it better now, that’s every single one of us. Every teacher, every student, every adult has to step up to the plate.
jiyoung-s.blogspot.com/
SeaTimes average paid circulation has shrunk again, to 242,814.
This is according to the latest Audit Bureau of Circulation report, covering the six months ending Sept. 30. This decline is comparable to that of other big-city dailies.
(One exception to this trend: The NY Times, which actually has more Sunday print readers nowadays. That’s because it’s offering “weekender” print subscribers full access to the NYT’s online content, at less than half the price of a web-only subscription.)
The SeaTimes still plans to vacate its 81-year-old landmark HQ on Fairview Ave. The company now plans to hold on to the site, while offering a “ground lease” deal to developers. If one reads between the lines of the paper’s spokesperson Jill Mackie in the linked story, one can conclude the company hopes to help subsidize the paper’s losses via real-estate profits.
Before those profits, if any, kick in, there are areas where the already-thin paper could keep shrinking.
The biggest of these is the space given to wire-service stories, particularly on Sunday.
Some local-reporting beats could be turned into blog-like columns, to which assigned reporters would fill a predictable quota of  column-inches every week, whether there’s a big story in that subject area or not.
The SeaTimes could also give up on home delivery for the nearly ad-free Mon.-Wed. papers. (The potential snag to this idea: its recent deal to take over the Everett Herald’s delivery operations.)
(Told you I wouldn’t necessarily be providing these headlines every day.)
gadgetsin.com
As power in the book biz moves increasingly from Manhattan to here, the Manhattan news media treat it as a crisis, or at least as a matter of controversy.
Hence, the Sunday NY Times op-ed package posing the musical question, “Will Amazon Kill Off Book Publishers?”
What rot.
Worse, it’s predictable rot.
I’ve ranted on and on here, since years before the e-book became a marketable commodity, about the traditional book industry’s stodginess, parochialism, and criminal inefficiency.
I’ve also ranted about the particular cultural conservatism (bordering on the reactionary) that’s long held sway within the big-L Literary subculture. (That scene is not the same thing as the book industry, even though it thinks it ought to be).
Current example: Dennis Johnson (a respected publisher of, and advocate for, big-L Literary product), claiming in the NYT debate-in-print that
…publishing isn’t, right now, and hasn’t been, for 500 years, about developing [sales] algorithms. It’s been about art-making and culture-making and speaking truth to power.
The corner of publishing Johnson occupies might be about art n’ culture making.
But the whole of publishing is, and always has been, about the bottom line.
And in societies such as this one where there’s no royal family or state church to prop up (and censor) publishing, that bottom line means sales.
And, I will argue, that’s mostly been a good thing.
Not in spite of the ephemeral commercial dross that’s been the bulk of most commercial publishers’ product, but because of it.
The romances. The mysteries. The space operas. The treacle-y 19th century “ladies’ stories.” The pulp adventures. The lurid ’60s paperbacks. The advice and how-to guides. The travelogues. The comics. The fads. The tracts (spiritual, political, dietary). The bodice-rippers. The porn. The celebrity memoirs. And, yeah, today’s teen vampires and werewolves. They’re all where the passions of their particular times and places are preserved.
But Johnson wants to know how big-L Literary work will fare in the brave new e-world.
I say it will thrive as never before.
For the e-book business model is not, as Johnson fears, a recipe for monopoly.
It’s about less consolidation, not more.
There are three major e-book sales sites, and hundreds of minor ones.
Anybody can sell just about anything in e-book form on their own, or via one of these sites.
And they are.
Cottage industries are springing up to provide editing and design services for e-book self publishers.
And new small presses are forming to more fully curate “quality” ebooks, and to more effectively promote them.
Big-L Literature was, at best, a prestige sideline for the old-line major publishers. Smaller specialty presses, like Johnson’s, had to play by the big presses’ business rules (including devastating return policies with bookstores); rules that made Johnson’s kind of books hellishly difficult to put out at even a break-even level.
That good, and sometimes great, books of highbrow or artistic fiction came out of that business model, and came out regularly, is a testament to the perseverance of impresarios such as Johnson, and to authors’ willingness to work for the equivalent of less than minimum wage.
The e-book business model doesn’t guarantee success.
But it gives specialty works, and their makers, a fighting chance.
seattle sounders fc, via seattleweekly.com
classickidstv.co.uk
linda thomas, kiro-fm
costco store-brand whiskey, from rebelbartender.com