Just when you believe self publishing has reached its limit, along comes a bizarro format, streetlamps.
Yes, only in New York City, and in particular the gentrified West Village, would someone post individual pages of his or her ‘book’. Adhered to lamp posts are a one page printed sheet, its contents the ongoing story that only makes sense if you can find where the other lamp posts are with the earlier or later pages attached. Why? People never ask ‘why’ in New York. They accept it as just being there, and decide if it’s a good or bad idea. Of course, the general population is divided on the subject. Personally, I think it’s hilarious and if I lived around there, I wouldn’t mind hopping from light to light trying to grasp what point if any the writer is trying to make. No cost to me–no e-book, or real book to buy or worry about quality before the bucks are shoved out, if I don’t like what I’m reading, I just don’t follow the yellow brick road, or yellow lamp light anymore!
To read some illuminating deep thoughts here’s the entire story.
http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/manhattan/light_reading_Vv4kQtNNsiM9xibr9kEMUP
