Chris Dangerfield on Dangerfield's Exaggerations.

The 'bloody' novel is moving along nicely. My editor is back, which is delicious, and weirdly I've got a Zoom meeting this week with an agent who said the following regarding a summary of my novel: "Christ Chris, it sounds like devil’s brew alright – from an agent’s perspective - the antithesis of a saleable novel. A magnificent book perhaps but the anti-deal for sure. Your stories within and on the page (I linked him to 'Lizard Jane 'and 'Whatever Happened To Hunting', I think) a parade of socio-cultural and commercial trigger points – a festival of needles pricking the skin of publishers forever." That was in March, but he contacted me earlier today and asked for a Zoom call this week. Anyway, thanks for giving this a go and leaving a comment. This is often said as a joke, but Crack has a bad reputation, and I don't think it's always fair. It's the most hideous thing on the planet, of course, but that lends itself to a certain merit, a certain kind of amor fati, and I'll not hear a bad word said about that.