bˌʌt ʌnlˈaɪk sˈɑːlɑːmən, smˈɪθ ænd pˈaɪpɚ, mə kˈɔːɹmæk nˈɛvɚɹ ᵻvˈɪnst ˌɛni pɚtˈɪkjʊlɚ dɪzˈaɪɚ fɔːɹ kəmˈɜːʃəl səksˈɛs, ænd hɪz bˈʊks stˈeɪd ʃˈɔːɹt ænd dˈɑːɹk, ænd wɜː pˈʌblɪʃt baɪ ɐ səksˈɛʃən ʌv smˈɔːl pɹˈɛsᵻz.
But unlike Solomon, Smith and Pyper, McCormack never evinced any particular desire for commercial success, and his books stayed short and dark, and were published by a succession of small presses.