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A text from an unknown number. *Dear Dr. Zanetti, I'm Clara Benson, Senior Editor at Meridian Books. I read your thesis abstract online and was incredibly impressed. I'd love to discuss the possibility of publishing it as a monograph. Are you free for a coffee next week?* Keira stared at the screen, her heart hammering. Meridian Books. One of the most respected independent publishers in the UK, known for their beautifully produced academic titles and their commitment to emerging voices. They'd published books she'd cited in her thesis. Books that had shaped her thinking.

And one email that made my hands shake. Thornhill Publishing House. The biggest publisher in NYC. They wanted to meet and discuss a three book deal, including international distribution. "This can't be real," I said, reading the email for the fifth time. "They're smart enough to recognize a bestseller when they see one." Lucien read over my shoulder. " "But what if people are only buying my books because they feel sorry for me? What if the hype dies and I'm just another flash in the pan?" "What if you're exactly as talented as fifty thousand sales in three days suggests you are?"

Now it seemed that everyone was an expert at one trend or another and the competition was so intense in the publishing industry, and their careers so precocious, that no one was willing to share anything, in the fear that another house would somehow discover the secret to the next hot new fad, and it wouldn’t be them. Maybe it was a generational thing, Anna thought, but it just seemed to her that the recent hires were more the cut throat secretive types while the more mature, she shuttered at the thought that twenty-nine was considered mature, were a bit more relaxed and willing to support each other without fear that support came with strings, or a hidden agenda. A few years ago, Anna had t

"Elena, Julian—you'll want to see the trading reports. The legacy publishing cartels just announced a restructuring." Julian set the tongs aside. Wiped his hands on a rag as he walked with Elena toward the lift. "Did they lose another distribution network?" "Worse for them, " Marcus replied. His tone carried a note of professional triumph as the elevator doors opened. "The independent brick-and-mortar bookstores have officially formed a purchasing alliance with our rail transport collective. We are no longer just filling a gap in their inventory; we have become the supplier for the entire independent winter fiction market."

She sounded proud of herself. She clicked open the first email. It was from HearthStone Publishing, one of the top three traditional publishing houses in the country. I read the first paragraph and felt my pulse spike. They wanted to offer me a three-book deal. The next email was from River&Reed Books. Another top house. Their advance figure made me blink twice. Then Elmline, Tuned Pages, Balmer Press, and four others. Leah was grinning like she had just won a national lottery on my behalf. “They’re fighting for you, Aria. This is insane.”

How did they have books unavailable anywhere but reading apps, and why didn’t her website mention their print availability? “Find a book that caught your eye?” Aidan asked. I felt his breath on my neck and knew he’d snuck up on me to lean over the back of the sofa. I ignored him and looked at the copyright area. And there it was in black and white: Published by Phantomedia. Oh, Byron and I will have words when I go home for winter break. Did his company only do a limited run on publishing the books? Are they only in very select markets? How connected to Well Thumbed is he? Does Shannon know? I saw some of her Dawn Phoenix books on the shelves, too.

“Acquisitions editor. It’s connected to the commercial fiction restructure.” “Is my presence necessary?” “She believes so. The candidate has strong reader-retention experience, and Priya thinks the appointment could affect the new list.” Adrian looked at the rain-smeared glass. Lorne Publishing had been a useful acquisition, not an emotional one. At least, that was how he had described it to the board. A mid-sized publisher with a loyal readership, weak commercial leadership, and room for growth. He had not told them that Elena used to read manuscripts at breakfast.

Standing up, I went to the machine and waited for everything to be printed. Grabbing a new file before returning to the couch, I sat cross-legged and prepared myself. I expected we would meet a client of a future author or something, but that was far from the situation. It was apparent that Lexus Parker was the CEO of another publishing company known as Parker Publishing. I was slightly familiar with it, as I had investigated them when I was trying to figure out where I was going after college. It was a family-owned business that had been around for years. Parker Publishing was one of the top publishers until Dominic established Fox Ink almost four years ago.

Mindy retorted, "You just said that Warren is capable, so do you think he wouldn't survive at another publishing house? Are you saying that other publishers don't have publishing resources and IP development channels as well? "Today, the publishing market is shrinking. There are over a hundred publishing houses out there, and competition is increasing by the day. I believe that if Ten Directions doesn't want Warren, there will be other publishers like Nine Directions or Eight Directions who will want to employ him. "But can Ten Directions still hold its current status without Warren? Whether you'll even survive is up for debate." Corvan's expression darkened, but Mindy still wasn't finished.

"Make it ten." She had it ready by nine-thirty. Meridian Press was a midsize publisher, independent, well-regarded but perpetually undercapitalized. They had been looking for investors for the past two years, ever since their primary backer had pulled out during the pandemic. Iris's book was the biggest thing they had published in a decade, and they were scrambling to capitalize on its success while also keeping the lights on. Perfect.