Buzz and Bastards

“Um, yes actually, it did.”

“Well then . . .” he said, and he moved on to say hello to Bill.

One of the young men accompanying the former prime minister stepped toward me. “Mr. Ferguson?” And I thought, okay, here we go. But no. He just shook my hand, smiled, and said, “It’s a pleasure to meet you.”

And off they went.

As Jean strode off down the hallway, so full of promise, so full of hope, all I could think was “The poor guy. He has no idea what a cutthroat business publishing is.” I can only hope he manages to generate some buzz.