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=============== About this book ===============

This is my third novel, and as with my first, _Down and Out in the Magic

Kingdom_ (http://craphound.com/down) and my second, _Eastern Standard

Tribe_ (http://craphound.com/est), I am releasing it for free on the

Internet the very same day that it ships to the stores. The books are

governed by Creative Commons licenses that permit their unlimited

noncommercial redistribution, which means that you're welcome to share

them with anyone you think will want to see them. In the words of Woody

Guthrie:

"This song is Copyrighted in U.S., under Seal of Copyright #154085, for

a period of 28 years, and anybody caught singin it without our

permission, will be mighty good friends of ourn, cause we don't give a

dern. Publish it. Write it. Sing it. Swing to it. Yodel it. We wrote it,

that's all we wanted to do."

Why do I do this? There are three reasons:

* Short Term

In the short term, I'm generating more sales of my printed books. Sure,

giving away ebooks displaces the occasional sale, when a downloader

reads the book and decides not to buy it. But it's far more common for a

reader to download the book, read some or all of it, and decide to buy

the print edition. Like I said in my essay, _Ebooks Neither E Nor Books_,

(http://craphound.com/ebooksneitherenorbooks.txt), digital and print

editions are intensely complimentary, so acquiring one increases your

need for the other. I've given away more than half a million digital

copies of my award-winning first novel, Down and Out in the Magic

Kingdom, and that sucker has blown through *five* print editions

(yee-HAW!), so I'm not worried that giving away books is hurting my

sales.

* Long Term

Some day, though, paper books will all but go away. We're already

reading more words off of more screens every day and fewer words off of

fewer pages every day. You don't need to be a science fiction writer to

see the writing on the wall (or screen, as the case may be).

Now, if you've got a poor imagination, you might think that we'll enter

that era with special purpose "ebook readers" that simulate the

experience of carrying around "real" books, only digital. That's like

believing that your mobile phone will be the same thing as the phone

attached to your wall, except in your pocket. If you believe this sort

of thing, you have no business writing sf, and you probably shouldn't be

reading it either.

No, the business and social practice of ebooks will be way, way weirder

than that. In fact, I believe that it's probably too weird for us to

even imagine today, as the idea of today's radio marketplace was

incomprehensible to the Vaudeville artists who accused the radio station

owners of mass piracy for playing music on the air. Those people just

could *not* imagine a future in which audiences and playlists were

statistically sampled by a special "collection society" created by a

Congressional anti-trust "consent decree," said society to hand out

money collected from radio stations (who collected from soap

manufacturers and other advertisers), to compensate artists. It was

inconceivably weird, and yet it made the artists who embraced it rich as

hell. The artists who demanded that radio just *stop* went broke, ended

up driving taxis, and were forgotten by history.

I know which example I intend to follow. Giving away books costs me

*nothing*, and actually makes me money. But most importantly, it

delivers the very best market-intelligence that I can get.

When you download my book, please: do weird and cool stuff with

it. Imagine new things that books are for, and do them. Use it in

unlikely and surprising ways. Then *tell me about it*. Email me

(doctorow@craphound.com) with that precious market-intelligence about

what electronic text is for, so that I can be the first writer to figure

out what the next writerly business model is. I'm an entrepreneur and I

live and die by market intel.

Some other writers have decided that their readers are thieves and

pirates, and they devote countless hours to systematically alienating

their customers. These writers will go broke. Not me -- I love you

people. Copy the hell out of this thing.

* Medium Term

There may well be a time between the sunset of printed text and the

appearance of robust models for unfettered distribution of electronic

text, an interregnum during which the fortunes of novelists follow those

of poets and playwrights and other ink-stained scribblers whose

industries have cratered beneath them.

When that happens, writerly income will come from incidental sources

such as paid speaking engagements and commissioned articles. No, it's

not "fair" that novelists who are good speakers will have a better deal

than novelists who aren't, but neither was it fair that the era of radio

gave a boost to the career of artists who played well in the studios,

nor that the age of downloading is giving a boost to the careers of

artists who play well live. Technology giveth and technology taketh

away. I'm an sf writer: it's my job to love the future.

My chances of landing speaking gigs, columns, paid assignments, and the

rest of it are all contingent on my public profile. The more people

there are that have read and enjoyed my work, the more of these gigs

I'll get. And giving away books increases your notoriety a whole lot

more than clutching them to your breast and damning the pirates.

So there you have it: I'm giving these books away to sell more books, to

find out more about the market and to increase my profile so that I can

land speaking and columnist gigs. Not because I'm some

patchouli-scented, fuzzy-headed, "information wants to be free"

info-hippie. I'm at it because I want to fill my bathtub with money and

rub my hands and laugh and laugh and laugh.

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