I write books. I publish books. I eat / breathe / live for... books.
It's always a very strange feeling to reissue an olde' goode book.
Like retracing our own steps, decades after the crime, and looking at oneself in a distorted and smoky mirror.
So beautifully weird!
I always *hated* the cover of the first edition of this babe.
Since that day, the collection knew two revamped reprints. This is the third.
Hardcover, dust-jacket, full colour... my kind of treat!
I love the illos, I like the cover, the team as a whole worked in a happy-happy mood...
Publishing should always be like that.