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A few days late but always a welcome sight, it’s the yummy return of the annual MISCmedia In/Out List.
As always, this listing denotes what will become hot or not-so-hot during the next year, not necessarily what’s hot or not-so-hot now. If you believe everything big now will just keep getting bigger, I can score you a cheap subscription to News of the World.
There’s more turnover at SeattlePI.com. The site’s “executive producer” Michelle Nicolosi is leaving to start her own outfit, an e-book publishing imprint called Working Press.
Nicolosi had been one of only 16 names left (out of an initial 20, plus interns) on PI.com’s content staff list; and one of those, cartoonist David Horsey, has already decamped for the LA Times. Another mainstay, ace reporter Chris Grygiel, split for the Associated Press last autumn.
Website-metrics ranking company Teqpad estimated last May that PI.com was earning about $1,000 a day from online ads. If that’s true (and it could be an undercount), it would be, at most, a quarter of what the site probably needs to support its content and sales staffs.
This means online ads, by themselves, still can’t support any but the very biggest and very smallest original-content sites.
The search for a business model for 21st-century journalism continues. None of the big media conglomerates has figured it out yet (except for business-info brands like the Wall St. Journal).
Nicolosi believes one solution could be for journalistic entities to publish short, one-shot e-books, based around single specific topics.
But that’s not the same as paying for an ongoing staff keeping tabs on the big and little parts of a community’s life and times. So the search continues.
I’m actually working on my own proposed solution.
But more about that later.
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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.
If you tried to access this site on Tuesday, you would have found an ugly, undesigned mess.
That’s because my site (and email) server company disconnected me for nonpayment, without previously bothering to tell me in any way, shape, or form that a payment was due.
The texts on the site remained up, but the WordPress-based formatting and most of the images were locked away. It took about three hours to get everything back and properly configured again.
In other news, my current contract job might finally end Friday. More regular postings should follow.
But for now, a few random linx:
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To quote a film he financed, Steve Jobs has now gone to infinity and beyond.
As we mentioned six weeks ago when he announced his official retirement from Apple, Jobs and partner Steve Wozniak weren’t the only guys in the mid ’70s to think of building small computers around those newfangled microprocessor chips.
There had been, and would have continued to be, microcomputers for avid programming mavens, and microcoputers for grunt number-crunching in business.
But Jobs and his crew had bigger dreams.
I’m writing this while watching Rachel Maddow’s reminiscence about Jobs’s first defining moment on a mass stage, the debut of the original Macintosh:
That was revolutionary. Personal computing for persons; for people who didn’t know from computers. It was the first real breach of the distance between the immense power of computing and regular people’s ability to act on that power.
When Jobs returned to Apple in 1996 from an eleven-year exile, he took this concept to newer levels. His company created entire product categories, even entire industries.
Many people have taken many lessons from Jobs’s life and work.
What would I add in?
Just one of his more enduring slogans.
“Think Different.”
Don’t settle for conformity, or even for conformist nonconformity.
Mix-and-match artistic disciplines, business models, cultural influences, technical pathways, creative procedures, and philosophical visions.
Put everything in the pot.
Keep stirring.
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Tuesday’s Nirvana Nevermind 20th anniversary concert at EMP was a total blast.
Even if you weren’t there, thanks to the live stream from, er, Livestream.com.
You can still view it. Though you might want to fast forward some parts. Thanks to band set-up breaks, it took three and a half hours to get through the original CD’s 13 tracks and 10 other Nirvana songs. Each tune was re-created by a different combo. (The exception: the Presidents with Krist Novoselic; they got to perform two, nonconsecutive songs.)
The evening started off with a total sonic blast, as the reunited Fastbacks (above) completely nailed “Smells Like Teen Spirit.” Singer Kim Warnick, like many of the night’s performers, had known Kurt Cobain.
Warnick’s also an ex-roommate of Susie Tennant, the longtime local music scene promoter and publicist. (Tennant had staged the original Nevermind release party at Re-bar.) Tennant has gone through a cancer scare (thankfully apparently over); the concert was a benefit for her treatment and recovery.
The Livestream page had a chat-room corner. Some chatters made snide insults about Warnick’s middle aged appearance. (Just the sort of “fans” Cobain had vocally denounced.)
All the performances were loose, spirited, and enthralling, true to Nirvana’s own rough and tumble gigging.
My own faves included, in no particular order: