What to Do When Your Novel is Adapted into a Pile of Dogshit
A cautionary tale
The non-lunch lunch
I cross the lobby of the Grosvenor Hotel, London, wearing a tailored jacket, court shoes, and an air of excitement. I’ve been invited for lunch with a producer, who has just bought…
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