I have a
new book coming out in a couple of weeks, on December 12th. Well, sort of. It's the large print version of my first novel,
A Beautiful Blue Death, which actually appeared in hardcover about five months ago. It should be in many shops and libraries.
Whenever I look into a large print book, I sort of have the feeling that it's shouting at me. But I doubt I'll think so in fifty years. (Knock wood.) And especially in the mystery community, which tends to skew older, large print books are genuinely useful and great. For my part, any new edition of my book fills me with a kind of awe. I can't wait for the box full of copies to arrive from my publisher.