Mission Statement
Our mission at Atticus Books is to deliver a first-class experience to the reader. Period.
Our commitment is to discover and support inventive writers whose works are mainstream-accessible and need to be engulfed by the general reading public. Our chief goal is to have our writers’ work read, remembered and recognized among our peers and loyal customers.
We gravitate to individuals who, if you nicked their skin, they would bleed words. We genuflect before books that demand to be shared with friends.
We have a healthy appetite for satire, but consistently hanker for dialogue attuned to realism. We are partial to stories that resonate sweetly, bittersweetly, bitterly, tastefully, even tastelessly – as long as they provoke thought and awaken the ethereal senses. Moreover, we embrace stories that are adaptable to film.
We respect the history, dignity and creativity of past, present and future literary presses (as long as they hold our passion for words and don’t take too much business from us).
We have a work ethic that’s six degrees left of center, but second to none, and we refuse to take life or ourselves too seriously. (Can you tell?)
At Atticus Books, Scout’s honor is not only our word; it’s our stock in trade.
When: September 19-24, 2010
Where: Northern Virginia, D.C., and Maryland
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Mr. Cafaro,
Thank you for becoming a member of bonalibro.us. We are a small group of writers whose work I found and liked on authonomy.com. The site has only been up for a week and I’m endeavoring to get out word about by commenting on writer’s blogs and leaving messages at online forums, twitter, tumblr, etc. So I am very curious as to how you found it, and whether or not you explored the excerpts, as I haven’t found any comments.
Having explored your site, I notice you have penchant for satire, which is what I like to write, and wonder if you might have a look at my novel, Moonbeam Highway. It’s a road novel about a chancer, a down and out plutocrat, whose financial depredations have finally caught with him. He finds himself broke and on the run from his bookie, looking for work as a road house chef and promoting himself virally, using a CB radio. In the end, the repercussions of his chili contest determine the outcome of a national election.
I believe it is the sort of book you say you are looking for. It is filled with the sort of bottom up satire that reclaims the form for its rightful purpose, poking fun at the fat cats. I would very much appreciate it if you’d have a look at my first chapter, and those of the other writers on the site.
Might I email you mine?
Thank you for your attention.