Galley Cat Strut
Well, I’ve been subscribed to Galleycat for some time, because it’s one of those book industry blogs that gets lots of buzz and what not. Though they studiously ignore me when I ask them to look at the books I’m publishing.
But that’s okay, publishing isn’t the sort of business where you take being ignored seriously.
I removed Galleycat from my Magical Google Reader program today because of their ongoing “summer cats” series. Literary-themed lolcats! It’s agonizing. Day after day of multiple posts… Well, follow the link above and see for yourself.
And if this doesn’t put the horror into focus, I don’t know what will:
Another morning full of cat photos, and another round of voting for your favorite—remember, the most popular cat from today’s roster will take on the winner from yesterday’s batch sometime next week, and the winner of that poll will receive copies of An Infamous Army and two other novels by NPR-endorsed romance novelist Georgette Heyer.
Jesus, even the prize is gay.
I’m a big retarded fan of lolcats but, Jesus, those ones are fucking awful. I never thought there was such thing as “unfunny” but, by golly, they did it.
Here’s a better link: http://www.mediabistro.com/galleycat/polls/poll_who_is_fridays_most_adorable_galleycat_88886.asp
Hey Nacho,
what books are you publishing these days?
best,
Andy
Galleycat
You know, I’m always startled to discover that people are actually reading Greatsociety. It reminds me of when I used to break into the school auditorium at night and screw around on stage. As long as the place was empty, I could say and do anything!
And I now feel guilty about badmouthing Galleycat…
I’ve been reading GS sporadically for years. It goes best with a single-malt or a full-blown alcoholic coma.
Anyway, Gallycat sinking to abominable lows by posting lolcats is no reason to feel guilty. I expect Andy especially to submit recompense, preferably backed with flogging in a public forum. 4chan is no role model, Andy.
Simply because it’s popular doesn’t mean it’s acceptable. If you’re curious where the lolcat phenomenon can lead, take a holiday to Merry Olde England, where chavs routinely disgrace hundreds of years of culture.
Now that’s the type of comment I like to wake up to! Okay, back to drinking.