Sir Edmund Hemingway

Look out below...

Don’t look down.

The call came in much the way you might imagine:

“Is this David?  I’d really like to talk to you about your novel.”

He was a literary agent in New York, who’d just left a large and famous agency to start his own.  He was aggressive, connected and smart, which was good — and he really liked my novel, which was better.

We went out for drinks.  We signed a contract.  We were partners, of sorts, sharing the same dream of getting my novel into the hands of an eager public.  At least, that’s what I thought…

I wrote about my experiences with this agent for an Irish writing site in an article called, “I am Tenzing.”  Now, you might be thinking, Sir Edmund Hemingway, Tenzing… tell me he didn’t use mountain climbing as a metaphor for getting a book published?

Well, it’s more about the Sherpas, and you can read the article here: ‘I am Tenzing

And the novel that is the snow-capped summit of that adventure is available here: THE LAST ISLAND

2 thoughts on “Sir Edmund Hemingway

  1. You’re certainly not the first writer to be f***ed over by a bull*****er in the publishing business, and I’m sure you won’t be the last. Just goes to show, in this game perseverance really counts. I’m looking forward to reading The Last Island over the holidays.

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