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Sometime back in the 2000's 'literary' became a dirty word.
My first book was published in 2004. My work was hailed as 'the opposite of chick lit' but that was a double-edged sword ...
I didn't see myself as conforming to any genre. I had never considered genre at all. My first novel was a dark comedy, written in quite a light-hearted tone of voice entirely and purposely unsuited to the subject matter of a man trying to die with dignity. My second was, if you like, 'historical fiction', set in Belfast during The Troubles of 1979-1981. The third was another black comedy, concerning a hapless Englishman 'living the good life', a pharmaceuticals salesman selling anti-depressants to the African continent and enjoying sex with strangers. The fourth was a quainter comedy, an old man determined to claw his way back into the bosom of the family who do not want him.
It's 2010. I'd produced four novels, one every one and a half years.
I went to see my agent. 'How...
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