I didn’t always know I wanted to be a book publicist. In college, I studied to be a journalist and public relations strategist. PR is a professional field filled with research, rules, and well-calculated plans. I turned to creative writing classes for a creative outlet. They were a place where I could explore my own process and glimpse into the weird little worlds of a small group of strangers in each of my workshop courses. And as every good writer knows, to be a better writer, you must read. A lot.
Along the way, I was introduced to the industry of literary magazines. There were tons of them in every nook and cranny of the literary world. They oozed out of universities, publishing houses, and large media companies alike. Like an other product meant for consumption, these magazines and publishers needed someone to market them, and I figured that someone might as well be me. With dozens of cover letters and a bit of luck, I was able to score an internship with one of the better lit mags in the country in their books department. With each week of mailing galleys (unfinished book copies), researching reviewers, following blogs, and reading pages of wonderful books, I knew for certain that this is who I wanted to be: a book publicist. A bookworm badass. A good-reads goddess. I would read beautiful writing and share it with the world.
So, here I am. Being the trained PR practitioner that I am, I know the importance of relating to both media sources and target audiences. This review blog is sort of experimental research for me, but is also a way of sharing my thoughts on books I want to pass along to other eager readers. It could be a marvelous failure, or it could bring at least one or two good book suggestions to whoever out there is looking for their next great story. Regardless, I’m sure it will be educational.