Ringu Tulku was here for two days over the weekend to give teachings on The Heart Sutra, which is just about my favourite thing. These teachings were just what I needed.
There were too many folk about to send any emails to agents, but I will send a couple today and I'm going to compose a letter to send to the agency in New York headed by a man who is on the board of Shambala, the Buddhist publishers. The Buddha, The Dakini, and The Dirty Old Man is definitely not suitable for Shambala, but Mr Clark will, at least, have heard of the Tibetan teachers mentioned in the text. If I was playing American football, this would be a Hail Mary, the last throw of the dice. I'll soon have spent more time sending emails than I did writing the book, and I can just forget about it now, and get on with writing the sequel.
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