When their people flew us to Arctangent City we weren’t quite sure what to make of it. This wasn’t our experience in publishing (which was more along the lines of breaking into adjunct English teacher lounges and leaving copies of our books around in the hope that they would be adopted and taught). So we went for it, took their money (a lie), printed 100,000 hardcovers (also a lie), sold foreign rights to Rabitton, Utopia, and so on, and tried to get A. to stop going on Oprah (all lies) so that we could work on other books rather than reprinting theirs.