At about this moment, my husband is taking off for the Frankfurt Book Fair. This is arguably the largest gathering of the world's book publishers in one place to buy and sell foreign translation and publication rights. (But it's far from the only one. Here's a calendar of this year's other book fairs around the world. Jason usually also goes to the London Book Fair and the Warsaw Book Fair in addition to Frankfurt.)
Those of you in the know might be asking: "Isn't it a bit early to be leaving for the fair? It doesn't start until next Wednesday!" True. But Jason always takes full advantage of his trans-Atlantic flights and tacks on a few vacation days to go someplace he hasn't been before. Great stories always ensue, such as the time he escorted three Swedish women around Dublin, met Ron Jeremy in the hotel bar in Barcelona, and was a guest at a big, fat Greek wedding in Athens. This time he and his coworker Shawn are heading to Helsinki, Finland, and Tallinn, Estonia. He got some funny looks wearing his wool sweater and coat onto the plane, when it's like 90 degrees here today!
He's promised to be our Frankfurt correspondent and send me some "content" for the blog. But we'll see. Usually he's so busy he barely has time to access his e-mail.