I want to run away from the book fair. Lots of people in suits doing business, traditional business. I want to run away as fast as I can. Not a good reaction for a (sort of) literary agent. I think I’m supposed to embrace all this stuff but it’s been a long time since I did traditional business. It’s been nice getting dressed up and men can look good in a suit (not as good as in a kilt but there ye go). Guess I’ve lost the habit of seeing people in a more formal setting. I’ve taken refuge in the digital corner of the fair. The 2 or 3 stands that dare to say that the ebook is a good thing and that print on demand is the way the world is moving and better get used to it if not embrace it completely. It’s making me think, God forbid, maybe I should become a (sort of) internet book marketing professional, a publisher, literary agent and author all rolled into one. Why wait for a publisher to make a decision two years down the line? Until I (sort of) got into this business I hadn’t appreciated the glacial pace it moved at. If you’ve got a good book on your hands, why wait? Rats, and I thought my current learning curve was steep. Conclusions? Not yet, the Madrid book fair has only just started. I’ve been here 2 hours. Next week it’s Frankfurt.