We're the comet light glimmering on their horizon. Our Publisher sums up how we all feel here about our chums in tweed who guard the ivory clad Publishing Gates of Manhattan, London, Paris et al. I'll let you into a little secret. I've worked for three big name publishing houses and peered closer into the dusty corners of the traditional book industry than I care to remember. It's said chefs never eat in restaurants, because they know what goes on in the kitchen.
Doctors approach the operating table with something of the same trepidation.
Millions of avid readers and would-be writers look up at the publishing industry as something distant, magnificent, solid. After all, this is where the magic comes from. The books, the books. Middle Earth, the courthouses of Grisham, the battlefields of Bernard Cornwall, Jackie Collin's torrid bedrooms. Escape, excitement, entertainment, learning knowledge.