Just when you thought that the world of self-published books couldn't get any slimier or more disgusting, you read this.
And on a light note, this is what happens when the same psychology that gives us the self-published novelist is transferred to the world of fresco restoration:
The world is awash in retarded amateurs who think they're creating something worthwhile. Alas!
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I think it's a good idea.
I wonder how much money I could make writing fixed reviews for self-published authors.
Apparently a few folk are making a lot of money doing it. At this point I think that pretty much 90% of the reviews for self-published books are by family, friends, and hired shills of the authors.
For a few minutes I fantasized about making $28,000 a year writing fixed reviews, like the guy in the linked article.
But then I realized I'd have to read some at least some of the book I'd be reviewing.
That killed the fantasy.
It's painfully obvious from most of the reviews I've seen for self-published novels that the authors of those reviews didn't read word one of those awful books. Best case, they read a synopsis or were fed the shill-tone by the self-published writer.
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