“For poems are not words, after all, but fires for the cold, ropes let down to the lost, something as necessary as bread in the pockets of the hungry.” —Mary Oliver
 

How do you find and work with literary rock stars and transform fledgling, genius authors into cash machines for your agency and your reputation?

In Negotiating with the Dead, Margaret Atwood wonders if “all writing of the narrative kind, and perhaps all writing, is motivated deep-down by a fear of and a fascination with mortality.”

At least at one point in each of our lives there is a dramatic pause, a rest in the score while we look around for the coda.