… so if an enquirer sends round an email which, in our opinion, will put off potential agents, we tell them, politely. We don’t have to do this. It’s something we do as a courtesy, because we like to help writers, even if we can’t take them on as a client. Unfortunately this doesn’t always work, and someone emails us back like this:

Yes, we are lucky, lucky that most enquirers appreciate our help. We’ve only had this sort of response once. We won’t identify the person, we’ll just say, yes, we got over ourselves, and you’re welcome.
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[Edit: It turns out that the sender was someone to whom we had previously extended an ex-gratia service, so he knows we like to be helpful! Folks, we go the extra mile that other agencies don’t go, even when we don’t offer someone outright representation. Like I said, most people appreciate that.]
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The agency is very pleased to announce that it has secured a commercial publishing deal for its client
Many of you will know that this agency has had a long-standing relationship with P’kaboo Publishers in South Africa. You may also have noticed that we removed all links from this web site to P’kaboo and to its sister publishing house Honeymead, shortly after the death of Iain Rossouw, along with some details of our relationship. The two main reasons behind these actions were firstly that the links to their web sites did not appear to be currently active and led nowhere except to an error notification, and secondly we were not sure what decisions were going to be made about the future of both houses.
I have just spent a long fortnight in and out of the International Book Festival in Charlotte Square, Edinburgh. this has become an annual thing for me, and I have a whale of a time even though I’m actually engaged in hard work. while I’m there I’m writing, tweeting, talking, taking photos, so when I get back I don’t really want to write any more. So here’s an essay in photographs rather than words, about the scenes and faces at this year’s festival.
























