I'm told that Twitter offers a means of circumventing the huge firewall that exists between unknown aspiring writers and the publishing world.
Follow (stalk) a load of agents and publishers - be witty, insightful and clever - and housey, housey, book bingo.
Which all sounds like LinkedIn, but with the desperate great unpublished playing the role of the parasitic management and training consultants. Which means it shouldn't be much of a stretch for me. Not that LinkedIn has got me anywhere other than self-loathing central.
Current state of play:
2. Farewell Trip.
Published by Carina UK.
3. Silly Verse for Grown Ups