What is it about those letters that I send out to Agents that is so quiveringly, shrinkingly , knee-tremblingly terrible ? Goodness sake. It's not as if I don't spend a long time cultivating every nuance and tone, trying to convey a sophisticated air of - what...?? Arrrrgh...... My first "LP" was Hot August Night, so I always watch, with nostalgia ,Neil Diamond when he is on the TV; his concert, you know, was the best I have ever been too. Something he said though the other night has just whacked home. You wouldn't think it ,but apparently it took Neil Diamond an age to learn how to do what he does on stage. The key, he said, is getting to know who you are . I have these flickering notions of who I am as a husband, an activist for the rights of the sick and disabled, some kind of blogger in the ME community - but who am I an author? I do not know.... Even thou...
The adventures of an author