Last week was the 41st annual London Book Fair, and the first time I’d ever spent the whole three days there.

Having spent the past couple of months trying to arrange meetings with publishers, I got the train to London on Monday morning, armed with the comfiest shoes I could find, blister plasters (just in case), paracetamol, business cards, lots of enthusiasm and a little trepidation; this would be my first London Book Fair as a fully fledged freelancer and I needed to make a good...


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