SO! as I lost my mind and told youyesterday, PRETTY is nominated for GoodReads Best Fiction Thing. I became instant DOUBLE CRAZY to get everyone who EVER kissed this book on the lips and pronounced it to be yummy to go VOTE!
But yeah—today? I went into a really weird place. I’ve read six of the other books nominated in my category, and you know what? They are very good books. *shrug*
I mean—what’s the best John Hughes film? Pretty in Pink or Sixteen Candles? I IMMEDIATELY say, Sixteen Candles, DUH! Pretty in Pink was DUMB; she should have ended up with Ducky. Half of you just clutched your pearls in horror, AND that was a trick question because OBVIOUSLY the BEST JH film was Breakfast Club. More of you just pearl clutched! See how it is?
The love of art and entertainment, it is all SO subjective.
This vote won’t decide which of these 15 books is “best…” and what ones deserve to be “finalists,” Not really. It will only decide which of these good books got the got the most votes in a particular week, and that’s all. That will depend SOLELY on how many of that book’s fans are willing to relentlessly go vote and get the word out to OTHER fans. Do I want Pretty to be one of them? OH YEAH I DO!I want this to be about loving PRETTY, not hating on any other books. This is a mental wellness choice, because I HATE feeling competition with other writers. I am collaborative and communoty oriented, at heart. I think we all on that list of noms LOVE our books and feel they have merit. But our industry is riddled with slotty, jealous feelings, and we can’t let this go that way. Ten years ago, I made a decision to NOT to be that kind of boorish writer—to try 98% of the time not to, anyway.
I HATE it when a group of writers starts yoinking out their metaphorical writer-peens at conferences, slapping them down on the table, and calling for a ruler. It is Bad Think, it makes us all smaller people; I HAVE gotten caught in it before (who hasn’t let their eyes go green for a moment?) Unless an asteroid lands on me today, I will feel that way again before I die. BUT!
*vomits up a radish and then rises and lifts a swearful fist to heaven* BUT AS GOD IS MY WITNESS, I WILL NOT BE A JEALOUS POOP OVER THIS GOODREADS CONTEST.
So, acknowledging that the enjoyment of art and entertainment is subjective, and acknowledging that these are ALL good books—what incentive can I offer to get this book’s fans to really RALLY round it?
It can’t be anything UNIVERSALLY beloved, like, MONEY or CHOCOLATE or DIRTY SPOCK PICTURES. Okay, maybe that’s just me. What about Dirty Daniel Craig Pictures? That seems a tad more universal… So, none of those.
I do not want to buy votes from people who have never read my work and only vote because they enjoy Godiva and aappreciate the curve of James Bond’s manly buttocks in a Speedo.
So…NO to, “If I get to be a finalist, CHOCOLATE FOR THE FIRST 1,000 COMMENTERS.” Nothing like that. Too vote buy-ish.
I need an incentive that ONLY appeals to MY genuine Beloveds. Last year, one of the Fantasy Authors offered a free short story to her fans if she made the finals. See? BRIL. It only appeals to people who REALLY like her work.
So yeah, I am going to do that. If A GROWN UP KIND OF PRETTY makes the finals, I will put a free story up on the website—-It is called THE SNAKE ROCK and it has a Jesus Truck and a nine foot rattlesnake named Henry in it. It is currently pat of a well reviewed art exhibit at Agnes Scott. You will like it.
But I wanted to do more. Something that hadn’t been done before.
I was stumped, so I asked my posse for help and oh. Oh. OH.
My friend Alison Law thought of it; I have to give props to her EVIL brain, even as I learn to fear it.
It is TRULY HORRIFYING. Like, Halloween-can’t-be-over-if-this-nightmare-is-happening level horrifying. And best of all, it will appeal to NO ONE who isn’t a genuine beloved.
I am working out the details but will tell you NO LATER THAN SUNDAY NIGHT what the terrible idea is, and how it will be executed. SO FOR NOW — let The Snake Rock incent you:
As for the OTHER incentive…. I have posted a HINT below. Little bit horrified already, yes?