Cambridge University Library turns 600 years old this year, apparently making it older than both the British Library and the Vatican Library. The library started in 1416 as collections of manuscripts in wooden chests, though the chests themselves were rather grand. To mark its passage into its seventh century, the library is putting on an exhibition. The library highlights writing examples that capture 4,000 years of human thought and show how the written word has played a pivotal role in shaping society. They even somehow include Twitter.
From the University of Cambridge website:
The new exhibition puts on display Newton’s own annotated copy of Principia Mathematica, Darwin’s papers on evolution, 3,000-year-old Chinese oracle bones, a cuneiform tablet from 2,000BC, and the earliest reliable text for 20 of Shakespeare’s plays.
If like me, you won’t be able to make it anywhere near Cambridge in the foreseeable future, you can read about the exhibition on their website, and peruse it in a great online version of the exhibition.
There’s also a video:
I’ve often thought of buying a beat up, letterpress printing press and producing hand-crafted, limited edition books. The idea of scribbling on old bone fragments or clay tablets never occurred to me before… need to give that one some thought.
Keeper of the Akku is available on Amazon. For now, it’s exclusive there, and part of the Kindle Unlimited program. This story is what’s known as a novelette, weighing in at about 50 pages or 16,000 words.
This is my first published piece. I’ll be following up with another novelette in June, and also have a much longer novel in the works. Carol Davis was a great help in the copyedit and proofread departments. If you’re looking for editorial services, I highly recommend her. I also need to thank all the folks in three different critique groups who read earlier drafts of this story. It’s much stronger due to their feedback.
Here’s the book description:
For countless years, Drogga has made the journey alone. His cart wobbles over hard ground, crossing empty land between his village and the tower. When Drogga encounters a human child, a runaway hiding at this near-sacred place, he resists his instinct to chase her off. He provides the girl with food and shelter. He listens to her stories of the city, where humans still live. He has heard how these people—strangely pale and hairless—brought about the destruction of the world, though surely this child is no more at fault than Drogga, or his people.
When Drogga’s sister must accompany him to the tower, he knows that he has made a terrible mistake. His sister will never approve of this human child, not where the akku belong. Drogga sees only one option. His sister and the girl must not meet.
Follow this link to find the book on Amazon and read an excerpt.