July 2nd, 2012 / 5:45 pm
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This isn’t a clever gimmick. It’s a terrible, unforgivable sin.

11 Comments

  1. July 2nd, 2012 / 7:03 pm Eric VanNewkirk—
  2. July 2nd, 2012 / 7:54 pm marshall mallicoat—

       tru

  3. July 2nd, 2012 / 8:04 pm Eric Raymond—

      The fun part is writing a book back in lemon juice and shipping it with a toaster.

  4. July 3rd, 2012 / 12:54 am Evan Hatch—

      Gibson’s poem used self-destruction to cleverly reinforce his themes regarding the relationship between our subjective memories and technologies ability to portray the past. This on the other hand is about as thoughtful as DRM, turning art into a perishable good, as if the inability to revisit literature would some how make people appreciate it more.

  5. July 3rd, 2012 / 1:02 pm Frank Tas, the Raptor—

      I don’t see the point of this.

  6. July 3rd, 2012 / 3:58 pm emmab—

      I don’t know, I find it kinda beautiful? And as long as the author’s down with having their words vanish (and not irrevocably, I’m sure; it’s not like they’re only ever going to print these books in vanishing ink), it seems okay and even poetic, maybe

  7. July 3rd, 2012 / 4:41 pm j orloski—

      I’m very curious about what makes this a “terrible, unforgivable sin.” It honestly sounds like a simple gimmick to me.

  8. July 4th, 2012 / 8:41 am Richard Grayson—

      What’s the big deal?  Like most authors in the 20th century, I published books on disintegrating paper.

       http://news.google.com/newspapers?nid=1320&dat=19860713&id=uj1WAAAAIBAJ&sjid=9ekDAAAAIBAJ&pg=6392,3284069

  9. July 4th, 2012 / 12:15 pm A D Jameson—

      Yeah, if people like it, then it’s good, right? Since the printing press, books have only gotten increasingly disposable. The mass paperback editions I bought in the mid-80s and read a few times and stuck on a shelf and then in a box and haven’t looked at since may as well have been written in disappearing ink…

  10. July 4th, 2012 / 12:27 pm alan rossi—

      i mean, this might be over-clever or whatever, but it is at least, or could be viewed as, an honest expression of what’s going to happen to all our writing eventually.  which is always nice to be reminded of. 

  11. July 4th, 2012 / 2:15 pm deadgod—