Or: How We Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Slush Pile
Let’s be honest: running a small press in 2025 is a little like setting up a lemonade stand during a meteor shower. There’s chaos in the skies, everyone’s distracted, and the only people stopping by are fellow weirdos who also brought lemonade.
At Erendi Publishing, we like to think of ourselves as a lighthouse for literary oddities — stories that don’t quite fit the mainstream mold but absolutely deserve a place on your shelf. The ones with jagged edges, haunted memory glitches, emotionally unhinged librarians, or romance stories that accidentally detour through the underworld.
But it’s not all glamorous. In fact, it’s mostly:
- Emails at 2AM with the subject line: “Is this supposed to be blinking??”
- Wondering how to market a book that involves both a zombie cruise and emotional growth
- Typing cover blurbs while eating cold leftovers and muttering about metadata
We do it anyway. Not because it’s easy — it isn’t. But because we believe in stories that are strange, sharp, and specific. The kind of fiction that leaves you saying “…wait, what did I just read?” in the best possible way.
So yes, the void is real. The algorithms are loud. The bookstore shelves are packed. But we’re here anyway, planting our little flag and yelling into the literary storm:
“HEY! WE HAVE BOOKS. THEY’RE REALLY GOOD. SOME OF THEM GLOW IN THE DARK. PROBABLY.”
If you’re reading this, you’re already one of the good ones. Thanks for making space for the weird stuff.