Not too long ago, I mentioned that a friend of mine went to the effort of recording an audio version of Morning Star for me. At first, I wasn’t entirely sure what to do with it. She gave me full permission to use it in whatever way I chose, or not at all. An offer too good to refuse, except I nearly did.
I didn’t pay her anything. I didn’t ask for to do it for me. She just did it, and surrendered it to me, legal release and everything. I was flattered, honoured, more than a little blown away. But I didn’t know what to do with it.
At first, I considered giving it away for free. After all, I didn’t pay for it. It felt kind of slimy to try and profit off of somebody else’s hard work. I mean, yes, it is my book she was reading, and I worked damn hard to write it. But even still.
A different way of thinking changed my mind. I’m a firm believer in paying people for creative efforts, not least because my living depends on it. I don’t begrudge people pirating content, especially if they’re poor or don’t want to support the broken systems that often screw over the actual creators, but I always make an active choice to pay for what I can, when I can. With that in mind, I made the decision that my friend’s hard work was too good to give away for free.
You can rest assured, if I make any money off of this, she’ll be rewarded.
Once I’d decided that, the issue became pricing. Audiobooks are expensive, and I try not to do expensive. I don’t want to undervalue the product, but I want to make it accessible and available to the widest number of people possible. So, after much deliberation, I came to a decision.
That’s it. Too much? Too little? That’s for you to decide. All I can tell you is that it sounds awesome, and I feel confident in the story itself. It’s nearly seven hours of content, so even if you just want to hear a young woman with a pleasant Australian accent talk at you for a while, that seems like it’s probably worth ten dollars.
If you’re interested, you can find it here.
And, as always, tell your friends. I need the publicity.
Who will be your pretty little enemy
When I’m gone?
Your world will prove empty
You will always remember me