With the advent of 'new technology' and the Internet, more and more writers are turning their backs on commercial publishing to explore the advantages of self-publishing. This book reminds us that there is nothing new about the idea - Virginia Woolf did it very successfully more than 70 years ago.
Whatever you think of the Woolfs (Virginia and Leonard) and their Bloomsbury friends, you have to give them credit for establishing The Hogarth Press, one of the first successful book publishing enterprises to be launched - literally - from the top of a kitchen table.
With its idiosyncratic cover designs, and admirable knack for spotting first-class talent, The Hogarth Press was one of those 'small but beautiful' initiatives that quickly became a quirky fixture on the London literary scene.
Lehmann's book is a wonderful account of what life was like in the Press's chaotic headquarters, where type was set by hand and mountains of packed volumes straight from the bindery were piled high in the hallway.
Leonard Woolf, the firm's dynamo, was an awkward man whose working relationship with Lehmann was anything but harmonious. Yet it's impossible not to admire his qualities as a visionary who wrestled with the practicalities of book publishing while his mentally troubled wife wrote her novels in an adjoining room.
For anyone who loves books and would like to know how a tiny publishing firm made its way in the world in those distant pre-war years, this is a 'must read'. Good books about publishing are rare indeed, but this is undoubtedly one of them.