Book fairs are an important part of the way publishing
works. No book fair is more central to the publishing year than the
giant annual international get-together known as the Frankfurt Book Fair.
This brings publishers from all over the world to do business together.
Increasingly, publishers time the announcement of expensive
acquisitions and other big deals to tie in with Frankfurt, to achieve
maximum publicity. But as publishers pack their bags for Germany every
October, the focus will be on rights sales.
The Rights Fair
Frankfurt has always been the market-place for the sale of
translation rights to publishers from all over the world. The
publishers’ subsidiary rights staff will have a marathon schedule to
contend with, involving a continuous flow of half-hour appointments for
the five and a half days of the fair. It’s a really hard grind –
just imagine selling the same list of books every half-hour for several
days!
This contact is vital for the rest of the year. The rights people
have face-to-face meetings and the chance to find out what is really
going on at the publishing houses they are selling to.
A Buyer’s Market?
The Fair is also important for sales and distribution, with new deals
for one publisher to sell another publisher’s books announced or at
least negotiated.
Some top editors from the big publishers are there in great numbers
and get involved in frantic auctions for book rights although their role
is less clear. The accepted wisdom is that the only thing you can say
for sure about any book you buy at the Fair is that you will have paid
too much for it. Editors also often have wall-to-wall appointments.
They are looking for books at Frankfurt which they will buy during or
after the Fair.
All the Fun of the Fair
It is the editors who have to do the walking. It can take as much as
fifteen minutes to reach the next appointment in the vast expanse
(190,000 square metres in all) of different halls that the Fair covers.
However, they don’t have to man the stall, unlike the rights people,
so they can get back to the hotel earlier or go home when they are
finished. So editors enjoy the fun of the fair with less of the grind.
For young editors, it’s a treat to go to Frankfurt. For the
veterans, it’s a good opportunity to moan, as well as to renew
publishing contacts from all over the world. This year the number of
exhibitors should be back up again, after the abrupt fall post 9/11. But
the strains in the world economy and in particular poor book sales in
Germany will cast a shadow.
Other Book Fairs
The London Book Fair is increasingly seen as the top spring rights
fair and it is particularly popular with European publishers. It’s
shorter and less pressurised than Frankfurt. BookExpo usually takes
place in a different American city each year at the beginning of June.
It has been quite important internationally, but has recently tended to
resume its old identity as an American book trade fair.
There are exotic book fairs, such as that in Peking and the rather
popular French Salon des Livres. But the most enjoyable fair of
them all is thought by many to be the Bologna Book Fair, which
every April gives everyone involved in children’s publishing the
chance to spend a few days ‘working’ in Italy and looking at lovely
children’s books.
So, should you Pack your Bags?
If you’re an author, the advice is not to go to Frankfurt or to
any other book fair unless you are specifically invited to attend by
your publisher. Your publisher (if you have one) won’t have time
to talk to you and it’s dispiriting to see so many thousands of books
written by other people.
If you don’t have a publisher or agent, Frankfurt has to be the
worst place in the world to try to find one. Publishers are too busy
talking to each other and to agents to talk to you. This is, after all,
a trade fair. Even the agents are holed up in the huge, but
almost impenetrable, international rights centre. Security can be worse
than at airports. You may think that book fairs are about authors and
writing, but they're really more focused on wheeling and dealing. Believe
me, you won’t be welcome.
Chris Holifield