I understand that congratulations are in order to John C. Wright. It has been brought to my attention that the Guardian’s Village Idiot, Damien Walter, has declared that John has ruined his career because of dangerous wrongthink.
As I can personally attest to, that is worth moving up at least one rung on the Alphabetical List of Author Success http://monsterhunternation.com/2014/07/24/the-official-alphabetical-list-of-author-success/
Because nobody is quite as capable at prognosticating on the state of an author’s career as a talentless mope, whose total fiction portfolio consists of a handful of short stories with mediocre reviews and nonexistent sales, who can’t unwrap his angst against the patriarchy long enough to finish the novel the British government gave him a grant to write.
So, Damien, you declared John’s career ruined, but at least he isn’t on Book Welfare. Project much?
How long have you been working on that magnum opus of yours? It was two or three years ago you declared in your silly little newspaper that I had irreparably damaged my career due to all my imaginary homophobic statements your crowd sourced witch hunt never managed to find. Yet I’ve been collecting semiannual six figure royalty checks ever since. That has to suck for you.
If any of my regular readers would like to support John C. Wright in further ruining his career, here is an Amazon link to his latest book. Sure, he might not have the flourishing, dynamic career of the Guardian’s Village Idiot, and I’ve not read it yet, but the woman on the cover is super hot. Which I’m sure offends the hell out of SJWs somehow.
by John C. Wright
So congratulations, John! Irreparably damaging your career is awesome.
It is kind of funny though, how they keep saying there is no political bias in publishing, while simultaneously declaring careers ruined because of people having the wrong politics.
If you are curious just how lopsided this industry is, check out this link that divides professions by political persuasion. http://verdantlabs.com/politics_of_professions/ Go down to the details, hit Expand All, and then check out Publishing, and specifically Book Publishing. I don’t know about their methodology, but basically in this Manhattan based industry the number of republicans is so small that it is statistically insignificant. But there is like totally no bias in this completely paved island echo chamber, and SJW pundits would never try to cow authors into falling in line with accepted group think with muttered threats against their careers! That’s crazy talk.
In related news I’ve not posted much about the Sad Puppies campaign this year, mostly because I’m retired from fighting Puppy Related Sadness. Kate volunteered to lead the charge this year, and it looks to me like she is doing a fine job. Of course, she didn’t do any of the things the Puppy Kickers feigned outrage over last time, and surprise, they’re still outraged. The Puppy noms were all collected in the open, transparent as could be, and the list of suggested works was bigger than the number of slots. (Despite me repeatedly telling everybody to not put Son of the Black Sword on there, it still made the list. Seriously, save your nomination for somebody who hasn’t vowed to turn them down.)
However, the Puppy Kickers are still coming up with new ways to be butt hurt over Wrongfans participating, because let’s face it, the truth is they’re a bunch of petty bullies who only care about rewarding cliques with the right politics, and their friends.
I wasn’t going to write anything about SP, but it has come to my attention that a new narrative has arisen amongst the mushy headed dope punditry of fandom, because they are always scrambling for something to get their collective panties in a bunch over. This time it is that Brad and I are cowards—and are probably misogynistic women haters too—because we abandoned poor female Kate to their mighty wrath.
Well, you’ll have to forgive Brad’s cowardice, because he has been deployed by the US Army to the Middle East for the last year, supporting missions against terrorists, but that’s nothing compared to the courage it takes to have a good fandom slapfight. (And really? Scared of what? There are only so many ways you guys can send out a press release alleging that somebody is a racist).
And you’ll have to forgive me too, because I thought I had made my point in 2014 that the system was biased, and I was done. Only Brad asked me to come back to help in 2015, so I did, and after the CHORFs proved my point for me far better than I ever could—wooden assholes and No Awarding the most deserving editor in the business—I said at the end of that I was done.
Why am I out? Mostly because it was a giant time suck, and I’ve got stuff to do. Unlike most of my detractors, I actually write books for a living. I wrote a novella worth of posts on SP in public, and another one worth of emails on the topic behind the scenes. Then there is the joy of spending an hour on the phone with reporters, so that they can quote one sentence from you, and then quote paragraphs from some dolt who knows jack about the topic but belongs to the right clique.
Honestly, in the time I spent on Sad Puppies, I probably could have gotten another book out the door. Plus in 2016 I’ve got my European research trip, I have a new business venture I’ve not talked about at all, I bought a big chunk of property, and mountain fortress compounds don’t build themselves. All that’s in addition to the three novels that are coming out this year, the short fiction collection I have to put together, and the MHI anthology I have to edit.
So I could either try to prove again the point that I’ve already proven, or I can get paid more. Hmmm…. Tough call.
I told Kate back in 2015 that I wasn’t going to be involved this year. So I can’t really have abandoned her if she knew I was never going to show up to begin with. Besides, Puppy Kickers, as far as abandoning the poor helpless women folk, Kate is tougher than all your men put together. So you dipsticks are just going to have to find a better narrative.