Independent Publishing ◆ Est. 2024
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About the Imprint
Medlara is an independent publishing imprint committed to work that does not simplify what is genuinely complex. We publish books that earn their difficulty — narratives structured to reward re-reading, characters whose interiority does not resolve into lesson or moral, ideas that the book form is uniquely equipped to bear.
Our list is deliberately small. Every title we publish is one we believe will still be read in twenty years. We are not in the business of trends.
We are in the business of sentences that have not been written before.
A complete standalone novel
A plague is consuming human minds. Maja has built humanity’s only way out. The Teleprinter can save the species—but survival has a price.
A story of extinction, first contact and human evolution—and a mother, her impossible child, and a love that is requited too much.
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The assumptions are borrowed. The infinities are papered over. The reformation does not ask permission.
A Sebaldian literary mystery set across continents and decades
Something ancient is walking among us. Only one person can see it. No one will believe her.
Fiction is the only laboratory in which we can run experiments on time.
Medlara ◆ Editorial Philosophy
The Living Wilstach ◆ A Medlara Institution
Frank J. Wilstach was Broadway's press agent – DeWolf Hopper's man, then the Shuberts' – and for more than twenty years he kept index cards on a private obsession: every simile he could find, from every author who ever turned one. Little, Brown published his Dictionary of Similes in 1916: more than fifteen thousand entries from eight hundred authors. He revised it once, in 1924, and died in 1933 with the cards still coming.
The Living Wilstach is his dictionary, continued. The 1916 text stands untouched as the founding stratum; around it the dictionary grows again – by machine reading of the public domain at a scale no index card could reach, vintage by vintage as copyright opens each January, and now by living writers' permission. Every genuine simile within its reach is kept, the fine and the stale alike: the record itself is the register of originality. Every entry verbatim, attributed, and traceable to its sentence. It is also the library of as.as, the house's game of similes.
Wilstach revised once, in 1924. We revise every January the law allows.
as.as ◆ A Medlara Game
“As lonely as…” “As sharp as…” Where would you take it? Written by a writer for writers, as.as challenges you to finish a simile in a way no one else would. Compete with other writers, take on the greats and put your words to a demanding AI judge.
Your finest line could earn a place in The Living Wilstach: A Dictionary of Similes – published and immortalised under your own name. Once an exceptional simile earns admission, it is published immediately with your consent. Publication is permanent.
A few words can keep you thinking for hours. Break writer’s block, warm up for a day’s writing or experiment with every word. The daily competition pits everyone against the same word and a great writer’s simile; an optional second reading by a frontier AI model gives your line another hearing.
Coming soon to iPhoneWe are honoured to announce the forthcoming publication of The Doppelgänger Trace, the final novel by Nigel Henson. Left unfinished at his death, the manuscript has been completed by his literary executor and brought to publication in the spirit in which it was written. A thriller of remarkable ambition — spanning the British Museum's hidden archive rooms and the ancient temple complex at Dwarka — it is exactly the kind of work Medlara exists to bring into print. Publication is planned for 2027.
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A reformation of physics without indulgences or imaginary friends
Physics has known for decades. The assumptions are borrowed. The infinities are papered over. The missing mass is invented. The extra dimensions are unfalsifiable. The virtual particles are mathematical ghosts promoted to physical fact.
And the profession said nothing. Published anyway. Collected the prizes. This is not ignorance. Such would be forgivable.
These are indulgences — sins pre-paid, anomalies pre-forgiven, contradictions absorbed into the framework before any outsider could name them.
The Church sold forgiveness for money. Physics sells dark matter for tenure. The reformation does not ask permission.
Occam's Ruler is the indictment and the replacement. Time is not fundamental — it is an artefact of entropic descent. Forces are not forces — they are geometry. Particles are not objects — they are persistent informational structures in a non-orientable block universe. One by one, the load-bearing fictions are named, tried, and discharged.
What replaces them is BEIPE: a framework built from a single primitive — information — from which quantum behaviour, gravity, and cosmology emerge without remainder. No dark scaffolding. No fudge. No entities beyond necessity.
The argument is on every page. The physics is in the appendix.
A Sebaldian literary mystery set across continents and decades
A dying cutter. A buried secret. A city built to confess.
Simon Morley arrives in Brasília with a diamond he can no longer hold steady, a photograph he can't explain, and a body that is slowly betraying him. He came for the architecture — for the curves he has spent a lifetime admiring from the outside, unable to trust his straight-edge mind to inhabit them. He stays because he has nothing left to lose.
Sixty years of CIA silence. Vatican complicity. A young woman's diary, sealed and forgotten. And somewhere beneath the red earth of the planalto, something that rewrites everything humanity thought it knew about itself.
Ermida is a literary mystery in the Sebaldian tradition — precise, accumulative, quietly devastating. A man who spent his life cutting light from stone must descend into the dark to discover that the world was never what needed to change.
He will not be the same man who surfaces.
Something ancient is walking among us. Only one person can see it. No one will believe her.
A journalist investigating a series of inexplicable deaths in London finds himself drawn into a conspiracy that runs from the archive rooms of the British Museum to the ancient temple complex at Dwarka. The trail leads to something that should not exist — a presence that has walked among us for longer than recorded history, and which is preparing to step into the light.
When Rachel loses her eye in an attack she cannot explain, she discovers she can now see what others cannot. She becomes the only witness to something the world will refuse to believe. In making her case, she will lose everything — credibility, safety, the people she loves.
A posthumous novel completed by the author's literary executor. Nigel Henson worked on The Doppelgänger Trace for seven years. He died before he could finish it.