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I've never understood the "infinite slushpile to wade through" mindset. Even before the explosion of self-publishing, no reader was guaranteed of being able to randomly pull a gem out of the pile and start reading. The only thing the old system guaranteed is that whatever you randomly selected would probably be competently written. I don't know about anybody else, but "competently written" is not nearly enough to get me excited about a book. Sorting through drivel isn't hard for me. It's trying to sort through piles of competently written (but utterly uninspiring) books that wears me down.
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