At least, so far
In the world of books, September is the cruellest month – so much hope and ambition turning to the ashes of dismay and frustration. The autumn book offensive that kicks off this week and lingers into the killing fields of Christmas is a supremely testing time for authors. Great and small, everyone is caught in the crossfire. At the height of the frenzy that’s about to begin, most new books and their authors have the career prospects of second lieutenants on the Somme.
It’s delightful and lacerating – lies from a publisher’s argot Robert McCrum on book in the Guardian.