Authors Electric

“Are you doing anything next weekend?” I’d pulled the car over to take the call and was having trouble hearing my client’s voice above the rushing traffic. “No,” I said, “I don’t think so.” “It’s my father’s seventieth birthday and my mother’s throwing him a party in Dubai . He’s always saying one day he’ll write a book and we thought we would give him a ghostwriter as a surprise birthday present.” “Jumping out of the cake you mean, like Marilyn Monroe in front of President Kennedy?” I joked. “We can work out the details once you are there,” he replied, obviously not ruling out the cake-jumping possibility. “I’ll email you with the arrangements.” The email was already waiting in my in-box by the time I got home. My client was a wealthy businessman in his own right, based in London . His family was one of the richest and most powerful in Asia and his father was now the head of the large, extended dynasty. I guess it was a bit of a challenge to think what to g...