Drink last night with a cousin of Herself at the other end of the drive. To my pleasure it turned out that she too had been insulted, ripped off and had her hard good work thrown away by the same unpleasant German-American woman publisher who once did much the same to me. God she was horrible... she even used her cancer as a sort of excuse for being an offensive thief. I'm glad she's dead, but her daughter inherited the business and is a chip off the ghastly old block.
Literary and artistic individuals are quite often naive about the business side and need agents to protect them. But agents who are able and willing to do that (instead of joining in the robbery and insults) are very rare.
Last edited by: Armel Coussine on Sun 20 Dec 15 at 16:45
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