This was back in the days when self-publishing was DEATH and agents had more or less the status of Olympian gods because they were pretty much the only way to a contract, and this conference was largely organized around opportunities to schmooze those wonderful golden beings. I made this discovery on the first night, at an agents’ panel. No, don’t try faking an accent if you haven’t got one-I can see the wheels turning in your mind from here. Now, I’m a US-based Brit who, despite having lived outside England for more than half my life, still has an English accent, and this conference presented me with a discovery and a strategy-if you’ve got an English accent and everyone else is American, then milk it for all you’re worth because it makes you stand out from the other 500 or so writers in the place. But I love this story and have been waiting for a chance to put it in a review.Ī few years ago, when the TV show The Tudors was a hot item, I attended a writer’s conference in St. Right, I’m going to start with a story so if you don’t like reviews that contain off-topic personal digressions, skip to the next one. Where I got the book: purchased at a conference.
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