No chance to make a splash: Griselda Heppel mourns the loss of the Book Launch
The Fall of a Sparrow by Griselda Heppel Well, The Fall of a Sparrow is out at last, hip hip hooray! Officially, that is. Publication Day was three days ago. But given that copies have been available (online at least) for a couple of weeks already, the actual date feels less significant than it used to; and since the pandemic, even insignificanter. (Yes that is now a word. I have used it.) Because there's something missing. Ahhh those were the days. Traditional launch of The Tragickall History of Henry Fowst at Blackwell's bookshop, Oxford That great JOY of bringing out a book, the fizz of excitement of a launch, the wonderful opportunity for a party with friends and book lovers queuing up to your table piled high with fresh, gleaming copies which you sign away merrily, glass in your other – third? – hand … gone. All gone. It’s hard for even the most well-known authors not to feel a sense of deflation; but they at lea...