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In a commentary titled "Books Were Nice," Shelly Blake-Plock posts on change.org about a paperless, bookless world. Eeek!
Blake-Plock:
Don’t get me wrong. I liked books. They were great.
I had a dream last night recalling the story of Allen Ginsberg’s attempts to get publishers to take a work none of them thought anybody would read. Ginsberg would stop publisher reps and editors on the streets of New York City and plead for them to publish this author, but they brushed him off as crazy. They rejected his inquiry letters. They tried their best to ignore him.
The author Ginsberg was trying to get them to take was Jack Kerouac. A man who in a few short years would be arguably the most famous American author in the world.
What caused this struggle? What was the reason for Ginsberg’s and Kerouac’s anxiety and stress?
They needed a publisher to print their books.
Jeez.
Glad that’s over.
Read the rest of his post.