BookExpo — Schedule of B:TS Events
Perseus is designating a section of their BEA booth (#4237) to the creation of BOOK: The Sequel. This work station will include all the necessary tools for live editing, cover design, layout, and promotion. Throughout Friday and Saturday, BEA attendees are encouraged to stop by the booth to watch the various teams in action—and in some cases participate as well. Below is the hour-by-hour production timeline:
|Friday, May 29th|
|9:00 AM||Editorial Meeting|
|10:00 AM||Jacket Discussion/Interior Book Design|
|11:00 AM||First Pass Pages Arrive|
|1:00 PM||Marketing/Publicity Strategy Meeting|
|3:30PM||Foreign Rights/Sales Discussion|
|5:00 PM||E-galleys available||Saturday, May 30th|
|9:00 AM||Book Website Creation|
|9:30 AM||Reading Group Guide Creation|
|1:00 PM||First Print Run Meeting|
|3:30 PM||Q&A with Participants|
|4:00 PM||Book Launch Party in booth.
Come see the finished book in its many forms, and celebrate!
On an exceptionally cold evening early in July a middle-aged man was released from the Siberian prison in which he'd lodged the last fourteen years and walked quickly, with no hesitation, past S bridge and toward his girlfriend Sonya's garret in K Place. —From Crime and Punishment and Parole (sequel to Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoyevsky) Submitted by Greg Jones, Philadelphia
To the hills of golden grass with the here and there sporadic spurt of deep green trees, the bubble expanded slyly and it did not scar the valley, as nature's hand at times had, but a bubble's nature is fragile, and is destined to pop at some point. —From The Silicon of Sloth (sequel to The Grapes of Wrath by John Steinbeck) Submitted by Anonymous
It will be the best of times, It will be the worst of times, It's a shame, but this looks like the end. —From Another Tale of Two Cities (sequel to A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens) Submitted by John Michael Bishop, Jr.
The times were bad for some, worse for others, the wise sat enthroned upon the foolish crying over their lost kingdom, we believed in our own incredulity, seasons were indistinguishable (save to the Arctic and Antarctic ice), upon us hope had sprung a winter of despair, we had nothing before us, were in the thick of everything, heading straight to Hell insisting we were going the other way—in short, the period was at once so like and so unlike any other period that authorities fell back noisily upon their superlatives, unsettled for ever and ever. —From Echoes of Footsteps Dying Out Forever (sequel to A Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens) Submitted by Jason Westbrook, Student/Latin Teacher, Albuquerque