Blacker did his best to shame them. 'There's nothing wrong with that, you know. I prefer it to the pen name if I'm honest. Is there a reason why you didn't want to reveal your name?'
'I thought it didn't sound romantic enough.'
'There was a very fine novelist called Phyllis Bottome, and it didn't hamper her in the least.
'Dolly Bronte?' Tudor said. 'Fifi Austen.'
'Give it a rest, man,' Thomasine said.
'I have to say I'm not a reader of romantic fiction,' Blacker said, 'so I gave this to a colleague to read, and she told me she devoured it at a sitting and would have read another if you'd written one.'
'I have,' Dagmar said. 'I've got eleven more at home.'
Blacker's jaw dropped and his eyes took on a glazed, defensive look. 'Haven't you submitted any of them to publishers?'
'Repeatedly. They keep coming back with rejection letters.'
'I'm rather shocked to hear that. I believe your work is first-rate.'
'Thank you,' Dagmar said in her matter-of-fact manner. 'So will you publish it?'
He cleared his throat. 'Em, as I explained, I'm not wholly familiar with the romantic fiction market. I'll need to consult an expert before I commit myself.'
Dagmar's head dropped a little. In the audience, Thomasine turned to exchange a look with Tudor.
Blacker moved on. 'There's just one script I haven't discussed, and that's 'Tips for the Twenty-First Century'. As far as I can gather, it's a collection of practical information. What to do with those elastic bands the postman drops on your doorstep, and so on. As a premise for a book, it's not new, but it could be rather clever. Whose is it, may I ask?'
'Mine.' The voice was Jessie's.
'You must have spent some time collecting all the tips.'
'A lifetime,'Jessie said. 'Some were passed down through my family.'
'Such as pinching the tip of one's little finger to prevent a sneeze?'
'Indeed.'
'And the parsley leaves and vinegar to improve one's breath?'
'Absolutely.'
'You don't approve of products one can buy?'
'My tips are all based on natural substances,' she said.
'If I'm right in my instinct, and sometimes we have to follow our noses, there's a gap in the market for a book such as this,' he said, 'but I have to point out that some of the remedies sound rather old-fashioned. In view of the title, I think we should be looking for some tips involving modern technology, mobile phones and so on.'
'It's not that kind of book,' she said.
'But the title.'
'I had to change it. Until 1999 it was 'Tips for the Twentieth Century'.'
He said, 'I like 'Tips for the Twenty-First Century'. I like it very much. You've updated the title. All I'm suggesting is that you update the tips. You might have a section on text messaging.'
'I don't think so,'Jessie said.'I don't know the first thing about it.'
'Then you're well placed to find out. By learning the basic principles for yourself you can explain them for your readers.'
'No, thank you.' She wasn't going to move on this.
'What did you say your name is?'
'Warmington-Smith.'
'Let's be friendlier than that, shall we?'
'Mrs Warmington-Smith.'
'Oh, stupid me. It's here on the front of the script. Well, Jessie, any author ought to be open to suggestions. You have a fine idea for a book, but the contents do need some attention.'
'What you are saying is that the title is all right, but you want a completely different book.'
'I wouldn't go that far.'
'What else would you change?'
'It's your book, of course, but you might have a chapter about the internet. There's so much on offer. People can get free advice on planning a car journey, for example.'
'I don't have a computer.'
'Oh.' There was too much disappointment in that 'Oh'. He made an effort to brighten up. 'Well, perhaps you should invest in one and write a chapter about the difference it makes to your life.'
'It would take me years to learn. I suffer from technophobia. My book is meant for people like me who are trying to survive in a world where every other person in the street is holding something to his ear and shouting things nobody wants to hear.'
'Then perhaps this is a 'How to Survive' book.'
'Possibly.'
'There are other technophobes out there,' Blacker said. 'Plenty of others. The secret of successful publishing is all about identifying a market. Let me think about this.' He set the typescript on the stack. 'Is there anyone I missed?'
Maurice said, 'I think not. Several of our members chose not to submit anything at this point in time.'
Anton said, 'Chairman, that is one of the most deplorable of all cliches.'
'Thank you, Anton.' Turning to Blacker, Maurice said, 'Anton is our vigilante, ever on the lookout for lapses of speech.'
'You'd make a useful proofreader, then,' Blacker said. 'I didn't notice a script from you, sir.'
'I wasn't ready,' Anton said.
'And the young lady. .?'
'Works long hours at a hairdressing salon and finds it difficult to put together anything of any length,' Maurice said with a smile in the direction of Sharon. She looked up, content to stay silent. The camera zoomed in on her notepad. Some of the doodles looked artistic.
'Length is not important,' Blacker said. 'I'd be willing to look at anything, however slight.'
'As the actress said to the bishop,' Thomasine said in an undertone that the mike on the camera picked up but Blacker did not.
'Any questions, then?' he said.
Dagmar was the first to come in. 'When can we expect to see Maurice's book in print?'
'Ah, Maurice's book,' Blacker said and for a moment he was caught off guard. Watching him now, it was obvious there was a problem. 'Yes,
'The first Thursday in September,' Maurice reminded him.
'There you are, then,' Blacker said. 'It's in the pipeline. Nearly through the pipeline, in fact. Another question?'
You talked about the tips in Jessie's book,' Anton said. 'Do you have any tips of your own to pass on to the circle?'
'To assist your writing, you mean? The one thing I would recommend is to get the tools for the job. I don't mean expensive computers or reams of paper. I'm talking about a decent dictionary, for example, a modern one, not something handed down by your grandfather, and some basic reference books connected to your topic. Some sort of filing system also helps because you'll be cutting things out of newspapers and magazines. Keep everything you are ever likely to use. I'm a hoarder, and not ashamed to say it. My house is filled with cuttings and photos from years back. Letters, notebooks, videos. I wish I was better organised because I'm starting to write a memoir of my chequered career and I have to keep stopping to look for things, but it's all there somewhere. I expect you have the same problem, Maurice. You must have stacks of material on unsolved murders.'
'Quite a bit,' Maurice said. 'I've only used about a tenth of it.'
'Ah, it's the iceberg principle. What is on view isn't the whole story. There's a huge amount underpinning