A couple weeks ago, I dropped our $20/month 3-discs-at-a-time-plus-unlimited-streaming plan to the $10/month 1-disc-at-a-time-plus-unlimited-streaming plan. I just got email from Netflix telling me that the cost for that plan will skyrocket by 60%, to $16/month, as of 1 September.
Our old plan will jump from $20/month to $24/month, a 20% price increase. For $20/month, we can now get streaming plus 2-discs-at-a-time, which may be what we change to. Or I may go back to the original 3-at-a-time plan.
Obviously, Netflix has decided that they really, really don’t want to be in the disc business. I just wish they had a $24/month plan for unlimited streaming of everything in their streaming and disc catalog. I’d go for that in a heartbeat.
I’m still working heads-down on the biology book. I wasn’t happy with the original structure, so I’m reorganizing it and moving stuff around, rewriting some stuff, and writing new stuff.
It’s times like this that I really envy fiction writers. They don’t have to work within the constraints that we non-fiction writers do. They can just make stuff up, and as long as it’s believable that’s all that matters. If a book runs too long, they can just cut stuff out; if it runs too short, they can just add some scenes. We non-fiction writers have to get everything right, and we have to fit everything in that belongs there.
I remember years ago at a mystery conference sitting down with Peter Robinson. When I told him that I wrote non-fiction, he said he could never do that because it would be too hard to get everything right. I told him that I’d never written fiction, but I thought it would be more difficult than writing fiction. Nowadays, I’m coming around to his point of view.