Indiana University Press, also known as IU Press, is an academic publisher at Indiana University that specializes in the humanities and social sciences. It was founded in 1950. Its headquarters are located in Bloomington, Indiana.
IU Press is currently one of the largest public university presses in the United States. It publishes 140 new books annually, in addition to 29 academic journals. Its current catalog comprises some 2,000 titles.
Indiana University Press mainly publishes in the following areas: African, African American, Asian, cultural, Jewish, Holocaust, Middle East, Russian and East European, and women's and gender studies; anthropology, film, folklore, history, bioethics, music, paleontology, philanthropy, philosophy, and religion.
IU Press also undertakes extensive regional publishing under its Quarry Books imprint.
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