“Bladerunner”
by johannespunkt
The book industry, starving and destitute, yet unwilling to spend any money on things that were not surefire cash cows, started getting into reboots. It started small: The Count of Monte Cristo escaped from a modern prison. And what if the Arab Meursault kills was a terrorist? But it escalated, because who wants to read lengthy old works? Do androids really dream of electric sheep? Do androids dream? Androids? Dream? Young authors tried to get a shoe in by telling their own stories, baking old words into new genres, but most just succeeded with stuffing zombies into Pride and Prejudice.
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When the book industry dies, the maggots that form from it’s corpse will rise like a phoenix and distribute independently with a beautiful golden age of confusion, the new distributors will websites that sift through to find the needles in the haystack. Either that or publishers and/or readers will get their shit together.