When I delivered ‘Paperboy’ to Simon Taylor, my editor, he took it on the chin very bravely – I had just jumped genres yet again to turn out something entirely unexpected – a biography about a would-be writer growing up in a house without books.
Much to my surprise – and everyone else’s – the book became a modest hit. It was serialised in the Daly Mail and won a national award, and was reprinted, although sadly it was never published in America. My editor was foolish enough to ask me if there was a sequel, and I told him I’d already started it.
‘Film Freak’ is entirely separate, and yet very much a development of what went before, as it chronicles what happened when I went into Soho armed with a few terrible scripts and tried to make a name for myself in the arse-end of the film business.
Anyway, I’m thrilled to say that ‘Film Freak’ just got sold to Transworld, and I’m now awaiting a publication date. It will be similar in structure and length to ‘Paperboy’, with footnotes and charts.