Lucine Kasbarian, friend and fellow writer, reported enthusiastically last year about the reception her books received at the Armenian Pavilion at the London Book Fair.
Thanks to the efforts of London’s Armenian community, Armenian authors were showcased at one of the largest and most important events in publishing. At Lucine’s suggestion, I made a note to check into this year’s fair to see if there’d be a similar arrangement.
Of course, that note got swamped among a zillion others in my to-do pile as I tended to details of publishing and publicizing Stories My Father Never Finished Telling Me.
So I was caught a bit off guard by news that the 2015 London Book Fair is almost upon us (April 14-16) and that, sure enough, there will be an Armenian Pavilion. It will be even more prominent, as this is an important year for all Armenians—and writers have an essential role in telling the Armenian story with one loud and clear voice.
This extraordinary opportunity has prompted creation of an Armenian-American Writers Guild, allowing authors from this country to support each other and share the cost of exhibiting their works to this influential audience of publishers, agents and book sellers.
Last minute or not, I’m in.
In fact, I agreed to attend the fair as a representative of the American contingent. It’s all still taking shape, so details will be coming later. But I’m excited for all the obvious reasons, plus a few more.
It was clear from the moment we started our hurried preparations that Robyn and I couldn’t go to London without hopping across the Channel to visit my cousins in Paris. But why stop there?
We’ve fiddled about whether to go to Armenia for years, but this is quite clearly the right time as we’ll be on the correct side of the Atlantic in time for the April 24th Genocide centennial commemoration.
So we’ve booked a flight from Paris to Yerevan, where we’ll join company—and hands—with Armenians from around the world.