Celebrating the 2022 Tucson Festival of Books

Thank you to everyone who attended our 2022 Tucson Festival of Books booth!
After two years of the pandemic preventing an in-person Festival, everyone came in full force. We are grateful to our authors, the Festival organizers, the University of Arizona, and everyone who showed up for a fantastic 2022 Tucson Festival of Books!
In addition to making new connections and meeting with old friends, our authors sold a lot of books—and that’s thanks to all of you.
We can’t wait to see you all again next year! And hopefully see some new faces as well.

I’m right in the middle of listening to The Witch Elm by my favorite contemporary mystery novelist, Tana French. So far the book is as good as I would expect, having read all six of French’s previous novels. French’s masterful use of language and deft psychological characterizations make her novels qualify as both literary and genre fiction. That’s one of the reason that I (like so many of her readers) am addicted to her writing, and read each of her novels as soon as it is released.
It is common knowledge among my family and friends that I’m in love with this time of year. I don’t know what it is about October, but there is something about this month that makes me feel warm and giddy. It doesn’t matter if the weather doesn’t perfectly cooperate with my seasonal hopes and dreams (although I would much prefer cooler temperatures and rainy days), I still feel enraptured by fall’s embrace.
This Summer I had the pleasure of seeing three people, who in various ways I connect with through book publishing, tell stories from the stage at storytelling events. For years I’ve been a big fan of The Moth storytelling radio hour and similar podcasts, so it was a real delight to hear people I actually know tell stories from the stage.
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Tucson. AZ – May 31, 2018 – Wheatmark, Inc. is pleased to announce the release of
I remember the first time I went to the library to check out a book. I was six years old and attending a decently small elementary school in California’s San Joaquin Valley. It was the first time our class was allowed into the library outside of our set “story time” with the librarian. It felt like I had been wandering around for hours, I was so consumed. I grabbed Junie B. Jones and the Stupid Smelly Bus off of a shelf and found a quiet corner to read in. My teacher was looking for me as I hid between the shelves to keep reading for as long as I could before having to go back to class.
Tucson, AZ – April 4, 2018 – Wheatmark, Inc., is pleased to announce the release of