boldtype
Edited by Larry Weissman, et al. Reviewed by Tom Hartman
Ever go book shopping at your preferred local mega-chain and find
yourself thinking, "Gee, I'm really in the mood for something published
by Harper Collins. . .or maybe Doubleday?" The answer is probably no.
Like most readers, you shop for authors, not imprints. After all,
authors — Stephen King, John Grisham, Frank McCourt — are the Pepsis and
McDonalds of the literary world. Publishers, on the other hand, are
about as relevant or interesting to the average reader as the firm that
delivers produce to the local supermarket.
That being said, the Web site of Random House, one of the largest of
the Very Big U.S. Publishers, is a curious thing. Type in
www.randomhouse.com and you're greeted with a banner graphic that reads,
not "Random House Inc." or even "Welcome to Random House," but rather
"books@randomhouse." Just below the banner is a table of ads hawking books
by Danielle Steele and Anne Rice. In the right-hand column, menu options
include "Best Seller News", "Mavens' Word of the Day" and "Stan's
Crossword Hint." Further down the page, you can register to win a
collection of baseball books, even check your daily horoscope. Conversely,
beyond a rather unobtrusive link labeled "Author's Connection" buried
among other links, there isn't a lick of information geared toward authors
or agents. Perhaps even more surprisingly, the link to RH's "Bookseller"
content is located way down in the bottom navigation element: hardly a
prominent placement for what is, presumably, the content RH would most
want to highlight on its Web site.
What can we make of all this? In e-commerce biz-speak, the RH Web
site is clearly a "b to c play" (that is, business-to-consumer); its not
what we'd expect from a traditional publisher, but rather more like the
Web site of a consumer-facing company such as, say, amazon.com.
However, if one considers the fact that Random House, perhaps more so
than its immediate competitors, has made an enormous investment in the
burgeoning e-book market (which includes a lion's-share stake in vanity
press dot.com, XLibris) it becomes clear why RH would want to begin
branding itself directly to readers. RH has seen the writing on the
wall: the advent of digitized content, e-book readers and the like means
that the traditional publishing model, now nearly 500 years old, may
soon go the way of the quill pen. If RH and other publishers want to
deal effectively with readers in the not-so-distant future, they're
going to have to start dealing with them directly.
This is where boldtype, RH's proprietary literary magazine, comes in.
In a nutshell, boldtype can be seen as a part of a larger trend toward
proprietary or in-house magazines, the primary purpose of which (and
some would say the sole purpose) is to spark reader interest in the
products of their parent company. In other words, boldtype is the
Web-based equivalent of Kinko's Impressor and IKEA's new Space.
The most cynical among us might summarily dismiss boldtype as so much
marketing vaporware – no need to even click through to see what's inside.
But are such publications always thinly veiled sales catalogues or the
couriers of corporate gospel? Or is there some worthwhile content to be
found in the midst of all the self-promotion?
In boldtype's case, the answer to the latter question is yes.
Literature, after all, is not a cheaply made couch or a batch of
business cards. While no one should expect to find the cutting edge here
or any content that isn't somehow tied-in with RH's considerable
catalogue, serious readers will find a modicum of worthwhile content –
author interviews and bios, excerpts from current titles, reasonable
explications of featured works, as well as a few unexpected goodies.
The November boldtype's poetry section, for instance, features Real
Audio files of Sylvia Plath and other poets reading selections from the
Random House audio series Voice of the Poet. In addition to Plath's
"Lady Lazarus, " selections include Auden's "The More Loving One", James
Merrill's "The Emerald," and Anne Sexton's "Music Swims Back to Me."
Granted, such nuggets are teasers designed to get us to fork over for
the titles from which they've been excerpted, but is the knowledge that
it's all about pimping the RH list so unbearable as to pass up the
chance to hear from the horse's mouth poems most of us have only heard
read in our own voices?
Clearly, readers will have to decide for themselves if patronizing
a ‘zine like boldtype means casting a vote for shameless capitalism. If
you can't make up your mind, consider this: Random House owns a number
of generally well-respected lit-rich imprints, like Alfred Knopf,
Vintage and others, so there's no telling what might make its way into
boldtype's pages in the future.
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Tom Hartman has been a regular contributor to Pif since 1999. He lives
in Philadelphia.
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