Yes, bearded writing takes another step forward this week with James announcing he’s been given an offer of representation from the fine chaps and chapesses at a good agency*. Hurrah! Hopefully, by this time next year I’ll be gearing up for a trip down to Welshest Wales for a nice launch party and all the canapés I can eat! After all, didn’t get any at my own one, did I (though a weirdo did make off with about half a ton of them)?
James and I have been ‘writing buddies’ – but not in a dirty way – for more years than I care to remember, so I’m extremely chuffed to see him getting an offer from a good agent. And I’m going to be even more chuffed when it turns into a three / four book deal. That way I’m guaranteed a free plateful of canapés for years! Hahahaha! And wine too! Bwahahahahaha... Ahem.
OK, when I say ‘this time next year’ I might be pushing it a bit - publishing timescales being what they are, and getting an agent being only one step on the way to getting published** - but I’m sure it’s going to be soon. So big up and congratulations to Mr James, the world’s your oyster me lad: salty and smellin' of the sea. Aaaaaarrrrr...***
* He hasn’t named them on his blog, so I feel it would be imprudent to do so here. ’Cause I was brought up proper I was.
** But a bloody HUGE one.
*** Oops, came over all pirate there again.