By the time you read this, it'll be the new year already.
2008.
Another year gone, and so quickly, too. The last couple of months have seemed a matter of days, helped no doubt by a steady stream of customers and a bucketload of other commitments. The book trade here in the UK has been steady, and certainly the local market has been fairly strong. To the point that my crime shelves are currently looking remarkably bare.
Which is good, considering that the top selling book in the UK is Russell Brand's My Booky Wook, an irritating title from a celebrity comedian who seems to have captured the heart of the whole nation except possibly myself. But weíll never have a crime fiction title at the number one spot during the season of goodwill. Celebrity memoirs and coffee table books are easy pick ups and hardly
So what am I looking forward to on the British thriller front in 2008?