Twilight No More?
Stephenie Meyers has a real dilema. One that could affect all writers. Her work was stolen before publication and put out on the internet for all to see.
Any writer who reads this should be afraid. Not just the ones that garner the huge amount of marketing dollars that a book as popular as the Twilight series. Any author who is working toward publication should be watching the way this plays out. Unfortunately for Stephenie this is a saga that is playing out to national attention. Want to know more about it? Check out this link:
As a writer, I can only imagine what it feels like to know that something that you've worked so hard on, something that has taken two other books to get to... has been pulled away from her. I don't know about any other writers, but if it were me I'd be heartbroken. The choices she has in front of her must seem impossible. I know that when I work on a book, the idea that I might have to change it in it's entirety, a manuscript that I had put so much into, I'd find it impossible. The characters become so real, their heartache, their struggles, their lives are real. To have that pulled away is an insult.
I know that there are any number of young women (and young men) out there who are going to go and read the unedited last book online. They've been given the go ahead by Stephenie to do so. But something has been stolen from them as well. So much happens to a book within the final stages. Things that even as writers we can not predict. Every writer should be just a little more cautious in how they handle their own work.
After all, how much more than just a book was stolen from not just Stephenie, from her readers? Shame on you, whoever did this...
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