Issue 13 - October 2011 (PDF - Chipping Norton Times
Issue 13 - October 2011 (PDF - Chipping Norton Times
Issue 13 - October 2011 (PDF - Chipping Norton Times
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As Literary Festivals become big business and celebrities flock to a big tent near you with memoirs, novels and cookery books,<br />
Nicholas John (armed only with a spare biro), stands in line and begs the question -<br />
WHAT PRICE A SIGNATURE?<br />
A Short Story by Nicholas John<br />
I once stood with my son for forty-five minutes in a<br />
snaking line of parents and toddlers in order to get<br />
Francesca Simon to sign six “Horrid Henry” paperbacks.<br />
When we got back to the car, my son asked me who the<br />
lady was and I explained (for the twelfth time) that she<br />
was “the nice lady who wrote the stories.” He, frankly,<br />
didn’t give a fig and it transpired he had been expecting<br />
Miranda Richardson who had voiced the audio-books. Cue<br />
heaven-wards look of exasperation.<br />
For a brief minute it looked like gardening was to<br />
become the new rock ‘n’ roll, but no, turned out it was<br />
writing and literature. All hail the rise and rise of The<br />
Literary Festival. They’ve sprung up all over the place (in<br />
much the same way as you can’t move in the summer for<br />
music festivals: find a farmer with a muddy field and<br />
you’re away). We rush to Cheltenham and Hay-on-Wye to<br />
hear our favourites reading from their latest tome, then<br />
spend twenty minutes in line for a quick greeting and a<br />
hallowed signature (and maybe even a photo on your<br />
mobile). And all the while you just know you could pick up<br />
the thing for half the price on Amazon. But, let’s face it,<br />
there is a certain credence, a certain (dare I say it) style in<br />
paying the full retail price and lugging that 400-page<br />
hardcover all the way to the front of the queue to obtain<br />
the authorial flourish<br />
From the author’s point of view, selling books directly<br />
at a book-signing or literary event, yields a greater return<br />
than simply waiting for one’s publishing royalties to arrive<br />
in the post. Reading a few extracts, meeting the public and<br />
squiggling “all the best” for a half-hour is a better way of<br />
shifting units than hoping someone in Waterstone's is<br />
going to pluck your offering from the shelf. This tactic is<br />
something that jobbing musicians have been employing<br />
for a while: folk artists have long followed a tradition of<br />
being “of the people” by communing with their audience<br />
to discuss Arran knitwear (only kidding) and to sign copies<br />
of their latest disc. In these days of Amazon and iTunes, it’s<br />
a personal touch that seems to resonate, judging by the<br />
number of acts that now take to the road surrounded by<br />
boxes of CDs and DVDs. Obviously, Bono is not going to<br />
stop for long round the back of Wembley Stadium to flog a<br />
few more copies of ‘The Joshua Tree’ but in the world of<br />
normal, it’s a practice that has become commonplace.<br />
Publishers are increasingly seeing the manifold<br />
opportunities in getting their charges in front of the paying<br />
public. Independent bookshops are often effectively<br />
invited to tender for book-signing appearances – a friend<br />
successfully bid for Charley Boorman to do a three-hour<br />
“meet and greet” in his shop and flavoured the shebang<br />
by arranging a “ride-through” (forgive me if this is an<br />
incorrect biking term) by the Oxford branch of the BMW<br />
Bikers Club. And it paid off too – he shifted over eighty<br />
books to a steady stream of customers (all signed by<br />
Charley) and received much welcome publicity from the<br />
whole event. So everybody goes home happy. It’s a winwin<br />
situation.<br />
At this point in proceedings, as I merrily tap away, I'm<br />
sorely tempted to bang on a bit about how the likes of the<br />
Cheltenham Literary Festival increasingly appear to be<br />
relying on the pulling power of mainstream culture<br />
(television, film, sport, politics), to put bums on seats,<br />
rather than actual poets, authors or playwrights. Sorely<br />
tempted, but then I realised that I would be forced to<br />
instigate an argument with myself. It’s unlikely to be our<br />
nation’s finest authors attracting the longest queues, it will<br />
be the “celebrity writers," those who have successfully<br />
plied their trade elsewhere and have gone back to write<br />
about it. Surely (I would say with a smug smile), the<br />
shedloads of fans who wait for hours to get Katie Price to<br />
autograph her new, ahem, novel, are not there because<br />
they think she's a brilliant writer? But then I would have to<br />
confess my duplicity: Martin Jarvis signed three dog-eared<br />
“Just William” hardbacks one year that had been my Dad’s<br />
(well, I couldn’t get Richmal Crompton could I?) and my<br />
wife "did" Brenda Blethyn, Terry Jones and Leslie Phillips in<br />
two (expensive) days. Uh oh. Cue unsavoury incident<br />
between pot and black kettle.<br />
So far, so what? Big deal. "Celebrity" will sell<br />
everything from books to game shows to fridges. And it’s a<br />
two-way street: Sue Cook, the journalist and former BBC<br />
television presenter (who in 2009 published her second<br />
novel ‘Force Of Nature’ and is currently at work on her<br />
third), readily admitted that having been a “face” on<br />
television was undoubtedly helpful in securing her<br />
publishing deal. So is it the notion of celebrity we actually<br />
value? Are we getting our books signed because we like<br />
the written work or because we’d like to meet the writer?<br />
Authors rapidly grew wise to the individuals who would<br />
arrive at the desk holding six or seven copies of the same<br />
book and ask for a signature with no message or named<br />
greeting – these were destined to be<br />
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