There is something rotten in the world of publishing. And no, I’m not talking about Amazon. I’m talking about the stunningly illogical business models within the industry. Let it be said that authors like me have been complaining about publishers for, I don’t know, possibly centuries. It’s nothing new. Mark Twain was so dissatisfied with his publisher that he started his own publishing company. He was an early “indie publisher,” I suppose. Initially, the company did well. Then it collapsed. This is nothing new, either, and I am well-acquainted with collapsing publishers.