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I'm afraid I'm hardwired to listen to any opinion, and then try to see why it might not be the case; testing a hypothesis against the evidence is what I was brought up to do. Since I prefer to hang out with people with liberal and creative opinions, I end up sounding conservative disconcertingly often. What WW's never heard is me in the company of a load of merchant bankers trying to explain why Andrew Lloyd Webber is not the sum total of the possibilities of dramatic art, or why arts funding should exist at all, or why even though I can write, I'm still not planning on writing fat thrillers based on obscure myths about the Merovingian kings.
I'd certainly agree that the system has crucial faults. Most people in the trade see them as well, even regret them, but it's hard to know what to do about it. I do think it takes some good fortune - an aspiring writer's temperament and circumstances have as much to do with it as talent - and I'm absolutely certain that there are terrific writers whose work never sees the light of day.
The point about work not being good enough is that improving our work isn't beyond any of us. What doesn't get said often enough - though I hope it does on WW - is that any rejection isn't a rejection of the writer, but of the work. It's horrible, having work rejected; I've had several million of my words rejected over the years, but they're only my words, not my entire being (though it feels like it on the day!). Agents and editors know it, and when they say, 'it's just my opinion' or 'it's a very personal decision' or 'good luck placing it elsewhere', what they're trying to say is, 'don't give up, you might get there'.
As to luck, last time I discussed this with an editor she said the statistics for them ran something like this: 99% of ms in the slush pile are instant rejects: poetry (they don't publish poetry), non-fiction (ditto), incomprehensibly illiterate, obscene, insane, utterly incompetent, handwritten, or plagiarised. 1% get a second look - and obviously WWers work is in that 1% - so the odds (all other things being equal) are not as bad as you'd think, though still not encouraging.
It's undoubtedly got tougher in the last few years, partly because so many publishers are owned by conglomerates with more interest in the bottom line than in their contribution to the cultural life of the nation. Enormously important is the appalling decline in library book budgets, which is probably what we should all be voting about in May: not so long ago there were authors and publishers who did very nicely almost entirely by supplying libraries. Then there's increased competition for leisure spending. Maybe we should blame the rise of the DVD, or all-day TV, or Starbucks, or multiplex cinemas, or the iPod, or WiFi on trains, for the fact that editors can no longer follow hunches, and agents have to present each author as a star for today, rather than a constellation three books down the line. I don't know, they don't know and I doubt if anyone else does either.
Emma