Happy post-Labor Day. I hope the working world had an enjoyable three-day weekend break. Since I only work when I feel like it, I spent the day laboring in the garden to make room for several iris rhizomes gifted by a neighbor. And then I got drunk. Go me!

Over at Literary Kicks, Levi has begun attempting to answer the question: Does literary fiction suffer from dysfunctional pricing? Of course, I have lots of thoughts on the subject and will share them eventually. In the meantime, check out what a publisher, soon-to-be novelist, and literary agent have contributed to the discussion.