So I am what you would term a "bookworm". I've also worked for twelve years in publishing. In Earl's Court London in April, the publishing world convened for the annual drink-and-swagger-a-thon, The London Book Fair. It was here that, as I trotted round the halls attempting to avoid previous bosses, I had a copy of a book thrust into my hands by a semi-clad young man.
This was interesting. Marketing ploys at the fair have always been varied, the Scientologists have someone inexplicably dressed as a pirate on their stand but this was new. And the book? New smash hit, "mommy-porn", shag-fest, "Fifty Shades of Grey" by E.L James.
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