After years of browsing through stacks of publishers' catalogs to figure out which upcoming books I might want to review, or authors I might want to profile, it's very satisfying to open the mail and find a catalog with my own name and book in it.
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There are a lot of little thrills for an author in this whole publishing process. Seeing your name pop up in the Library of Congress catalog is one. And it's especially warming for a history buff, given that the Library's current collection began with Thomas Jefferson's personal library, which he sold to the government to relaunch the Library after the Brits burned it down in the War of 1812.
And receiving the catalog is another little thrill. The Rutgers University Press Spring-Summer catalog - marking the press's 75 anniversary - is here, and they were gracious enough to send me a separate .pdf of the entry for my book, The Fear Within, available here.
And the publicity folks tell me the early galleys - advance versions in paperback sent to critics for review purposes - are just about ready for the mail. You can almost feel the train leaving the station, can't you?
There are a lot of little thrills for an author in this whole publishing process. Seeing your name pop up in the Library of Congress catalog is one. And it's especially warming for a history buff, given that the Library's current collection began with Thomas Jefferson's personal library, which he sold to the government to relaunch the Library after the Brits burned it down in the War of 1812.And receiving the catalog is another little thrill. The Rutgers University Press Spring-Summer catalog - marking the press's 75 anniversary - is here, and they were gracious enough to send me a separate .pdf of the entry for my book, The Fear Within, available here.
And the publicity folks tell me the early galleys - advance versions in paperback sent to critics for review purposes - are just about ready for the mail. You can almost feel the train leaving the station, can't you?