Idle Tom’s champion
I have a friend, Maguire. One of those sorts of guys who thinks the very best of everyone they meet. Who loves nothing more than picking up little birds with broken wings and nurturing them back to good health. Who sees a stray dog wandering down the street and wants nothing more than to adopt it.
And who, in the past week, has taken up the cudgels on behalf of that other defenceless fledgling, Idle Tom the publisher.
Even accused me of churlishness in one of his blog comments:
"You seem to rather have it in for poor Tom.
It’s odd that you’ve never mentioned that he’s variously
Shortlisted for UK Young Publisher of the Year 2007
Shortlisted for UK Young Entrepreneur of the Year 2007 and
Longlisted for Enterprising Young Brit Award 2007
A little ungenerous of you?"
Later on, Maguire called up to chide me in person over what may possibly have been perceived as a lack of charity on my part as regards Idle Tom.
"Tom’s been listed for all these awards, and you haven’t mentioned them," said Squire Maguire. "Not once. Now is that nice?"
"I certainly have mentioned them!" I rounded on the man. "I said he was up for juvenile publisher of the year and young entrepreneur of the year (teenage category)."
"Poor Tom," he said, and I could almost feel his pain as the tears started stinging at his eyes. "I thought better of you."
"What do you mean, Maguire? He loves this stuff! For Idle Tom, the only thing that’s worse than being written about is not being written about!"
"But I can sense he has feelings -"
"All right, you know what I’m going to do - just for you?"
Tim sighs - the sigh of the damned. "What?"
"I won’t call him Idle Tom any more."
Tim perked up at that. "Well that’s nice. That’s a start."
"Yep! Certainly is! No, just for you, Timmy, I will in future refer to my publisher as "Poor Idle Tom".

November 30th, 2007 at 11:11 am
har har
November 30th, 2007 at 3:09 pm
At least Tom has been nominated for some awards. How many awards have you been considered for? Ungrateful Author of the year might be a possibliity. But you didn’t even get nominated for the Bad Sex Award. So there.
December 3rd, 2007 at 12:25 pm
Which scene shall we nominate for bad sex award? *rubs hands* is it the one with the leaves sticking in his bum or the one where they drag the mattress out on the balcony and shag in front of Windsor Castle? You know if you get nominated for the bad sex award, you actually sell more books? We should tell Tom…