While many people in the publishing world were traipsing about the Javits Center this past weekend reveling in books, books, and more books, I was painting my bathroom in stripes. Black and white stripes. Like prison wear.
I’m not bitter; I actually quite like the bathroom.
I really wish I could have been an ARC-angel this weekend, swooping down on publishers’ booths and snatching a few coveted titles. I recognize that an angel would never steal, let alone cut in front of a line of hundreds of people, but whatever. I’m going with it.
First, I would have snagged a copy of our own Larissa Theule’s Fat & Bones and Other Stories, coming from Carolrhoda Books in October. I have looked forward to reading this for five years, from the first time I heard Larissa read from it. I’ve been haunted by piggy blood ever since. During our retreat in 2012 she read another story, and I was simply and utterly blown away. Larissa is a brilliant and funny and quirky writer and I can’t wait to get my hands on a copy of this book.
Aren’t the illustrations by Adam S. Doyle gorgeous?
Next on my wish list would be a copy of Jandy Nelson’s I’ll Give You the Sun, available in September from Dial. I adore Jandy’s lush prose almost as much as I adore Jandy herself. And if you haven’t yet read her debut, The Sky is Everywhere, drop what you’re doing right now and get thyself to a bookstore, or else I’ll lock you up in my jail-bathroom.
Hm. That doesn’t sound very angelic.
Ok, halo back on, I would swoop down and grab a copy of Mette Ivie Harrison’s latest book, an adult mystery called The Bishop’s Wife, coming in December from Soho. I had the pleasure of meeting Mette this past weekend and talking to her about this book, which was inspired by a real-life tragedy. The protagonist is a Mormon bishop’s wife investigating the disappearance of a woman in her congregation. I got the sense that this book covers the Mormon experience in general, as well as male/female dynamics in the church and real-life marital issues, all wrapped up in a mystery. Being Mormon myself, I look forward to reading a book that speaks to my culture. (Would this be an appropriate place to say #WeNeedDiversity?)
Then, of course, if my ARC-angel wings weren’t droopy, I’d slide in for copies of Trent Reedy’s latest, If You’re Reading This, coming in August from Arthur A. Levine Books and Mikki Knudsen’s Evil Librarian, coming in September from Candlewick.
Alas, I am not an ARC-angel, and thus I have no ARCs. If anyone wants to take pity on me, feel free to send any of these my way. In return, I’d be happy to take you on a personal tour of my striped bathroom.