New Year, New Decade, New Imprint By Andrew Gifford When I started SFWP, everyone told me to “find a niche.” This was 1998, and it was a very different time for the publishing industry. It was a world before e-books, before the self-publishing revolution. As I stormed...
Part 4: Peace By Andrew Gifford I have left my day job behind. When I started SFWP, I was working several jobs. Night shifts, weekends, holidays. While everyone else was opening presents on Christmas morning, I was in a warehouse in Landover, MD editing...
Part 3: Pursuit By Andrew Gifford Londinium is burning… I have a soft spot for historical fiction set in the Roman era. When I read for pleasure, I’m as eclectic as SFWP’s catalog. Sometimes, I’m reading pulpy b-grade sci-fi; next, I’m reading dense...
Part 2: Mission By Andrew Gifford In 1988, I fell in love with a book. It was a big hit. Translated into over a dozen languages and a critical darling, the book was Fatal Light by Richard Currey. It was a story about an unnamed young man from Parkersburg, West...
Part 1: Pain By Andrew Gifford In November of 1998, my life was a mess. A few years earlier, I started to experience intense pain in my face. It was like someone was drilling into my head – or maybe trying to drill out of it. I described it to doctors as...
