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The last couple of years have been difficult for everyone* and we’ve really missed being able to get out and about to promote our books, and – above all –…
The last couple of years have been difficult for everyone* and we’ve really missed being able to get out and about to promote our books, and – above all –…
Happy New Year, folks! We haven’t a clue what it’ll bring – though today’s sunshine and blue skies are incredibly welcome, and (we hope) a reminder of brighter days to…
It’s that time of year again. The days are short, the sun has set by tea-time, and the Xmas book-buying rush is almost over. Soon we’ll be putting our feet…
Yes, it’s Black Friday and we’re writing a blog, but please don’t think for one minute that we’re participating in that merry-go-round of nonsense. It’s a marketing ploy for the…
The fag end of the year traditionally means three things: sprouts, mince pies, and some degree of frenzied shopping in the run up to Xmas. 2021’s heady combination of Brexit-related…
We suggest you think of this post as being less a blog entry, and more akin to a public information bulletin. As publishers of Emma Purshouse’s novel Dogged, it’s our…
It’s always a boost to morale to start the month with some good news, and we’re kicking off September with the happy announcement that we’ve placed an order with the…
This may not look like much to you, oh readers of our blog, but for us this crumpled polythene wrapper represents success. It means that yet another pack of Emma…
It’s always an adventure, this independent publishing lark, and we never know quite what doors are going to open for us, quite what connections we’re going to make, quite what…
Wednesday was Black Country Day. Seeing as we’re proudly based in the Black Country, it was the perfect day for a spot of social media promotion of a Black Country…
There’s a lot of work involved in putting out a book. And even more in selling it. Which is why a good review is so very, very welcome, especially for…
Apparently, it’s eight years since we published City Baby. Eight years! Where did the time go? (note: that’s a rhetorical question, please don’t come back at us with some astrophysical…