November 27, 2018
You guys know I love Rock Fiction.
But lately… I have found myself disillusioned. Disgusted. Annoyed. Frustrated.
Because the authors aren’t bothering to do their research. There’s a HUGE difference between a band manager and a tour manager. Massive headlining tours don’t come together in days or weeks. And for crying out loud, know the difference between poetry and the structure of song lyrics. My favorite was the band who slept in their dressing rooms in the arena — umm… WHAT?
There really isn’t any excuse for this lack of research. And sorry, but, “I copied what someone else did,” or “I asked someone on Facebook” isn’t doing research. You need to talk to people who’ve worked in the industry, people with hands-on experience, people who’ve been there and seen it. Make sure what you want to have happen is plausible. If your star is the darling of the moment, can he REALLY take off to the beach and have a bonfire? Won’t there be security issues? No one notices and posts it to social media? He’s not too tired from all the touring, which is hard, exhausting work? If his alcohol problem is really truly that bad, can he spend that time without a bottle or can at hand?
Notice how my issues of authenticity begin to sway away from only the details of the music world.
That’s because, having found a string of errors, the author has broken the contract between us. I can’t trust what the author is presenting.
And therein lies a bigger problem, doesn’t it?
If you, as the author, can’t be authentic and therefore credible in your writing, why should I, as the reader, spend time with your book?
Think about it. A few small details is one thing. But the bigger issues… that’s undermining yourself. Your career. And, unfortunately, it hurts the entire genre or category, too.
If you love something, don’t hurt it. Build it up. Take the time. Do the research yourself. Check the facts. Build your authenticity. Get firsthand knowledge, even if firsthand knowledge means watching YouTube videos that established bands post of their tour busses or finding articles that describe busses that strain believability before you network your way to the people who can confirm and/or deny what you’re seeing.
Put the time in. Because if you don’t, why should I, as a reader, put the time into your book?
Increasingly, that’s the question I’ve been asking myself.