Why do I have a cranky Borders that blows me off when I ask them if they could carry even one of my books in print? Even if they have a store policy of ignoring local authors, do they have any idea how much money I’ve spent in that damn store?
Why could I not remember the title of a single straight contemporary romantic comedy I wanted to buy? They do exist, right? I know they’re endangered, but they’re not extinct.
Why are Linnea Sinclair’s books shelved in sci-fi in my Borders? You’d think Gabriel’s Ghost, which won romance’s top honor, would be shelved in romance, at least.
How is Triskelion putting mass-market editions of their books on the shelves? Seriously, I want to know.
Why has Joss Whedon not written the writing book to end all writing books? I’m not allowed to have the TV long enough to watch behind-the-scenes features and what-not on DVD. I need all his magic in paperback.