by C.L. Phillips
Is the same thing happening in the publishing industry? The big publishing houses are eerily similar to railroad barons. Entrenched. Mature. Proven. And like the railroad barons, they have no idea what the end game is. In forty five years, aviation transportation progressed from the Wright Brothers first flight on the beaches at Kitty Hawk, North Carolina to the Berlin Airlift, the largest humanitarian rescue effort at that time. No railroad could save Berlin in 1948.
Forty-five years. Sounds like a long time, doesn't it? Consider this - the first IBM personal computer hit the streets in August, 1981, a mere twenty nine years ago. What do you think your personal computer will do in 2026? Better yet, what do you think the Kindle will do?
Planes, trains, and automobiles. Straight razors, electric razors, Gillette razors. Hardback, paperback, e-books. They are all here to stay. The real question is who are the buggy whip makers? Who will be left completely behind as the industry transforms?
One thing is certain. Stories will always be told. Doesn't matter if we are scribbling on cave walls, drawing in the dirt around the fire, or pounding our keyboards in silent desperation. The story will survive. And so will the storyteller.
C.L Phillips writes mystery novels while nestled under a hundred-year live oak tree in downtown Austin. Except in August. C.L writes about the the gap between what people want and what they actually do. Broccoli or chocolate chip cookies, anyone? Check out her web site: www.clphillips.com
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