Have you ever heard of a bloggers' brunch? I hadn't, until I went to one today, courtesy of Benjamin Usher of Profile books (the hosts) and Karen Meek of Euro Crime (the putative guest, who could not attend, so I was very generously allowed to attend in her place, as Euro Crime's roving reporter).
As well as Andrew and his colleagues at Profile books, we also met the impressive Rebecca of Short Books, which is entering the fiction sphere for the first time, and the phenomenally experienced Peter of Serpent's Tail (a firm mainly known to me as publisher of Jenny Davidson's book Heredity, but a quick glimpse of the catalogue showed me that Adrian McKinty is one of their current authors, which allowed me to knowledgeably throw in to the mix the name of Declan Burke). These publishers were keen to hear from the bloggers about their experiences of books and reading on the Internet. I was delighted to learn from Clare and Irene about bookgroup.info, an independent aggregate site for book groups in the UK, and to meet Mary Beard, who as well as being a classics professor at Cambridge, writes for the TLS and blogs for them (A Don's Life, a regular source of interest to Jenny concerning matters Latin, Greek and otherwise ancient). Other guests included the rushed, on-deadline editor from Pulp.net, "the home of new fiction", whose name I failed to catch, and Stephen of This Space, whose blog I know well and with whom I've had several pleasant online interactions.
We all spoke about our own sites and experiences as book publishers, readers and reviewers. Several of us either wore or came away with T shirts for White Bicycles, an autobiography of a music person called Joe Boyd, of whom I'd previously never heard. (As usual, I was by far the uncoolest person there, but this is a role in which I am very comfortable).
When it was my turn to speak, I spoke about the wonderful Euro Crime resource, for which I am privileged to review; and about Petrona, which receives orders of magnitudes less traffic than everyone else present but that isn't why I like her. People were impressed that not only do I know Frank Wilson, evidently a highly respected and popular figure, but that I've reviewed books for his publication, the Philadelphia Inquirer. I had a pleasant talk with Pete of Serpent's Tail about Euro Crime (upper and lower case) and as a result came away with a pile of books for the bus journey back to Kings Cross and ultimately to Petrona Towers, including several by Manuel Vazquez Montalaban, whom Pete tells me was the inspiration for the name of Andrea Camilleri's main character. (Thank you to Norm of Crime Scraps for introducing me to Camilleri and enabling me to maintain a little bit of street cred at this illustrious gathering.)
I could write on, but time is, as ever, short. I am now proud owner of three catalogues of wonderful-looking books, an Alan Bennett tea towel, a white bicycles T shirt, and some very tempting additions to my reading pile, as well as two new-to-me websites to explore. The brunch was a lovely initiative and I enjoyed it tremendously. I am horribly conscious now of how little I know about crime and literary fiction compared with everyone else, and how much there remains to read.
That sounded like a great adventure, Maxine. I think I once emailed this Pete when I interviewed Jonathan Trigell (who wrote BOY A - a book adapted for a film on channel 4 last night). Small world. I do like Serpent's Tail - they take risks and have some excellent writers.
Posted by: Clare D | 27 November 2007 at 22:26
Thanks for this, Maxine. Geographic location and work kept me from coming along to this brunch (and perhaps the short notice) and I wondered what it would be like. Thanks to reading this I've got a nice picture of the event. An Alan Bennett tea-towel, you say? The wonders of literary merchandise.
Posted by: Stewart | 28 November 2007 at 00:00
It sounds wonderful fun. And whaddya mean, you never heard of Joe Boyd? Such evenings you must spend in Petrona Towers, with naught to do but watch a candle slowly guttering into the void as you chew on rusty carpet tacks ... :)
Posted by: Henry Gee | 28 November 2007 at 00:53
Sounds very cool. Was there food, too, or just intellectual appetizers?
Posted by: Susan Balée | 28 November 2007 at 14:24
Maxine,thanks very much for mentioning Crime Scraps on your post in such exalted company. My name and street cred appearing in the same sentence, without the phrase "lack of", would have my children roaring with laughter.
It is not the amount of traffic a blog gets but the quality of the readership that is important.;)
Posted by: Norm | 28 November 2007 at 19:20
Yes indeed, Susan, they had plates of wonderful croissants and pastries, and bowls of grapes. Very hard to resist. Pointless in fact.
Thanks, everyone, for the lovely comments. The T shirt has gone to a deserving home already I am afraid (Karen's, in fact) but who knows in what competition the Alan Bennett tea towel may end up as a prize?
Posted by: Maxine | 28 November 2007 at 19:45