Every few years, someone at the office asks if we should compile a definitive list of our favorite book-to-screen adaptations. And every time, the conversation devolves into an argument that lasts the rest of the afternoon. Not because we disagree… Read more →

I have a confession. I do not trust narrators. Not in fiction, and frankly not in real life either. When someone tells me a story, I am always listening for the gaps, the omissions, the places where the storyteller is… Read more →

In 2003, it cost ScrollWorks roughly $14,000 to print 3,000 copies of a trade paperback. That included setup, plates, paper, binding, and shipping to our warehouse. The per-unit cost was about $4.67, which meant we needed to price the book… Read more →

I read a 12,000-word article last week about water rights in the Colorado River basin. It took me about 45 minutes. When I finished, I felt like I understood something I had not understood before, not just the facts of… Read more →

I have never been to Vladivostok. I have never stood on the banks of the Ural River or watched the sun set over the rooftops of Lisbon. I have never eaten breakfast in a Nairobi cafe or taken a late-night… Read more →

I keep a shelf in my office that is separate from the main library. It is not organized alphabetically or by genre. The books on it are the ones I think every publisher, editor, or anyone working in the book… Read more →

We printed the second run of one of our titles last month. It had been out of print for almost eight months. During that time, I received eleven emails from readers asking when it would be available again, three from… Read more →

Last year, one of our authors was longlisted for a literary prize that I will not name. The longlist announcement generated a brief spike in sales, a few congratulatory emails, and a mention in two trade publications. Then our author… Read more →

I launched my first book at an event in a borrowed gallery space on a Tuesday evening in March. It rained. The wine was cheap. Seventeen people came, and five of them were family. The author read for nine minutes,… Read more →

I have been thinking a lot about literary communities lately, partly because I live in one and partly because I have visited several that felt hollow in ways I could not immediately identify. The difference between a literary community that… Read more →