If you are a book editor, the thought has crossed your mind: As the publishing industry suffers the slings and arrows of outrageous economic misfortune, the number of self-published books seems to grow. And grow. AND GROW. How is this phenomenon possible?
The New York Times addresses that issue in an interesting story. What happens when there are more people who want to write their novels/memoirs/drivel than there are people who actually want to read actual books? It's a scenario scarier to me than anything out of Dawn of the Dead. Fleeing brain-eating zombies is one thing, but being forced to read self-published books is far scarier.