A couple of friends have been after me for years to read Vince Flynn’s Mitch Rapp novels, and I’m sure I’d love them. The spy genre is right up my alley. But for whatever reason, I’ve just never gotten around to it, even though I’ve downloaded a few of the novels from Audible.
Anyway, yesterday one of the proselytizers emailed with news: the newest Mitch Rapp novel, American Assassin, was out – and it was a prequel to all of the other books in the series.
This seemed like a perfect place to start my journey with CIA agent Rapp. I decided to take the plunge.
So I go on Amazon this morning to buy the Kindle edition of American Assassin. And what do I see? A $14.99 price tag. Whoa. That’s pretty steep for a few kilobytes of data. What happened to my $9.99 Kindle books? (which is still too much, by the way)
Anyway, something costs what it costs, and I can either buy it or not buy it. I wasn’t going to pay $15 for the book, so I was about to close my browser when I glanced at the subsection of the page where you can choose the format you want.
The hardcover edition of American Assassin was selling for $15.11.
That’s twelve cents more than the Kindle edition.
So, I could buy the 488-page hardcover which had to be cut, printed, bound, covered, boxed, shipped, processed, stored, re-boxed, re-shipped and delivered to my home for $0.12 more than the Kindle edition? Are Simon & Schuster and Amazon.com kidding with this? It’s insulting.
Believe me; there’s not a person alive (or dead) who appreciates profit more than I. And artists should be paid for their work, particularly when it’s great, as I’m told Mr. Flynn’s is. But please –
This is just getting stupid.