In some ways, it's interesting observing baby writers as they make their way through the publishing landscape. It's not different than watching your children grow up.
You want to help. You don't want to see them make the same mistakes you did. But you have to let them learn to walk on their own. And that means letting them fall.
Things change over time, and the problems the baby writers may not be the same problems as older writers did. Older writers miss out on new subgenres and new techniques because that's not how they did it when they were winding their way through the publishing path.
I felt the same way when Genius Kid was growing up. The difference is I'm learning to keep my mouth shut.
I can make a suggestion if asked. But I need to let go when my suggestion isn't taken.
Maybe our fate is simply to roll through cycle after cycle, and nothing ever really changes.
Or maybe it's time for Ohio to legalize recreational marijuana.
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