What made you want to be a writer?
Who
wouldn’t want to be a writer? I’d always loved books and respected the people
who created them, it was just a matter of opportunity. But when I had the time
to write, I was too busy enjoying myself, and then work got in the way, and I
ended up becoming a lawyer, and then a banker, and the idea of being anything I
really wanted to be (other than a
husband and father, of course) just faded away.
But then
I gave up banking, and relocated to a spot about as far away as you can get
from a major financial centre in England, with no viable Plan B, and my wife
reminded me how I’d told her so many times, in years gone by, that I wanted to
be a writer. And that was it.
Did you have any literary influences
growing up?
Not
really. I just loved books, pretty much any book, they were all good. Even an
Oxford English degree didn’t really influence the way I went on to write. I
might admire the craft or the beauty or the sense of the astonishing works I
was reading, but it stayed outside, at a distance, something brilliant but
ultimately alien.
But once
I decided to write, I couldn't keep it out. Every great book, every glorious
passage, I find myself dissecting them all, trying to work out the how and why,
like Frankenstein with a few bundles of literary flesh. And there’s no reason
in it, no decision to focus on books that relate, stylistically or
thematically, to whatever it is I’m working on. So now everything I write has
echoes of what I happen to be reading at the time, and it’s only in the
never-ending redrafts that the inconsistencies between Chapter One’s A la Recherche du Temps Perdu and
Chapter Twenty’s Harry Potter and the
Deathly Hallows get ironed out.
How much of Bankers Town, your latest
release, is based on your background as a former banker?
The
nature of the work, putting together complex debt capital markets deals, that’s
all pretty much true. The people – well, a number of them are drawn on my
ex-colleagues, generally exaggerated because (much as no one wants to believe
it) bankers tend to be as normal as anyone else, and thus not the greatest
material for a novel. The fraud is absolutely and completely made up – all the
fraud (apart from LIBOR, which I knew nothing about at the time your honour and
so help me that’s the truth).
Some of
the deals are based (very loosely) on real, actual deals. Most of the steps
within the deals did actually happen, at one point or another. The delicately-poised
relationships between different groups and individuals within and outside the
bank, the day-to-day business of putting these deals together, the idea that
they’re basically a gigantic Jenga puzzle made out of compromises and
half-truths, and that at any moment a rating agency or tax advisor or lawyer or
investor or another bank or lender or swap counterparty or your client could
whip a piece out, just like that, and a year’s worth of work could collapse
round your ears, that’s real enough, that happened more times than I care to
remember.
The
notion that it was all a game, that what we were doing existed in its own
abstract world and had no impact on the “real economy” – and accordingly, the
ease with which a banker could abdicate responsibility for that economy and
ultimately for everything he did – there’s an element of truth in that. I’d
like to think that’s all changed, now, although I’m not sure the Treasury
Select Committee would agree.
The
camaraderie of the early years at the bank is real enough, unless it’s just
time and distance putting a pretty gloss on it. And the post-financial-crisis
feeling of a slow, inevitable descent into a place where things weren’t going
to be at all nice, I’ve tried to capture that, to the extent I could, in the
book.
Being a former banker, what was the best
and worst thing about being a banker?
The
best thing, undoubtedly, was the buzz of walking into a pitch wondering how the
hell you’re going to sell your deal without boring the brains out of the people
on the other side of the table, and getting questions you never imagined thrown
at you, and then finding (to your delighted astonishment) that not only can you
throw the answers right back at them, but that they’re the right answers, and
even better, they’re the answers everyone wants to hear, and walking back out
thinking the only way you’re not going to win this deal is if someone else is
actually paying for the privilege of doing it.
The
worst thing is working like hell on a deal for months of long days and nights
and weekends and then finding at the last minute that it’s not your deal after
all because someone else has actually paid for the privilege of doing it.
In your blog “The Economics of Banking”,
you mentioned the lack of knowledge about economics among your former
colleagues; do you think a greater knowledge of the field would have helped
avert during the crisis?
I can
only really speak for myself here, although I suspect many senior bankers in
London are in a similar state of ignorance about the role they’re really
playing in the world.
But
it’s interesting that while I was putting deals together I’d have a view on the
effect my deal would have on the bank, the investors, the client, and the
client’s employees and customers and other lenders, and that was about as far
as it went. It wasn’t until after I sat down to think about what had gone wrong
in 2007 onward, and write Bankers Town,
that I started to look outside this circle to the lenders of the lenders of the
lenders, and their other borrowers, and their
other lenders, and realise that (if I can use an example from the book), a surf-board
boom and bust in Sydney can kill a spark-plugs factory in the Midlands as
easily as a footballer can crash a Ferrari.
If
everyone had studied economics, would that have occurred to them? And would it
have occurred to enough of them to have made a difference? It’s just one thing,
really, correlation, interconnectedness, call it what you will, the
butterfly-wing effect. In reality, I’m not sure it would have made a difference. And I’m not sure it even would now,
because for all the increased capital cushions and Basle III and clampdowns on
bonuses, the next crash is only a matter of time. When it comes to money,
humans are (as I’ve pointed out repeatedly in my blog), dumber than dogs. Once
bitten, twice bitten, three times bitten, it doesn’t matter. It won’t stop us
getting bitten again.
Everybody can name their favourite book to
read, can you name your worst?
I’ll stick
to the dead, and go with Flaubert’s Madame
Bovary, a book that prioritises the quality of the prose over character and
plot to such an extent that it ends up looking like a long, tremendously dull
poem in badly-formatted blank verse. If you’ve never read it, don’t bother.
Much has been said about the
self-publishing phenomenon, what’s your take?
As
someone who benefits from it simply by virtue of being available to readers,
I’m an unqualified fan. There were never enough agents or publishers to read
everything out there anyway – I remember a brief job I had at a publishing
house, straight out of university, flicking through hundreds of unsolicited
manuscripts sent over the last couple of years to the ignominious fate of being
judged by someone who had not the faintest idea of what a
commercially-successful modern novel should look like. So much effort, so much talent,
all consigned to the reject pile by someone who wouldn’t have known Donna Tartt
from a Bakewell Tart/ Julian Barnes from Julian Clary.
Now,
finally, there’s an outlet for it. Sure, there’s a lot of dross out there too,
but it’s not that hard to spot. The difficulty (as a reader) is distinguishing
the excellent from the merely very good. And the satisfaction of taking a
plunge, risking a few quid and a little of your time, and discovering something
really good, a pleasure formerly reserved for agents and publishers, is now
available to all.
What the best and worst thing about being a
self-published writer?
The
best: being able to publish at all, and see your sales mounting up and your
reviews suddenly appearing, and being, to all intents and purposes, a real writer.
The
worst is having to do all your own marketing and not having the faintest idea
how to do it without doing what everyone else is doing anyway.
How much of your time is dedicated to
marketing as opposed to writing?
About
half, now, which I was warned about online before I published, and didn’t
believe, and look at me now. Some of it’s quite fun, I kind of enjoy coming up
with “witty”, topical tweets, and for the last couple of months I’ve been
working with a local film production company on a trailer for Bankers Town that’s going to be, if I say
so myself, absolute YouTube dynamite.
Do you have projects in the work or new
releases share with our readers?
Yes.
There are always ideas boiling over, and a couple of books I’ve already written
that I fully intend to hammer into shape for publication one of these days, but
the book I’m working on at the moment is more of a straight conspiracy
thriller. It opens with a riot at a prison, an armed convict who doesn’t exist,
and a wheeler-dealer lawyer who’s telling the truth for once in his life, but
can’t get anyone to believe him. I’m about two-thirds of the way through the
first draft, so with luck I’ll have the whole thing ready for publication by
the end of the year.
Thanks for
giving me the opportunity to share my thoughts with your readers.
Connect with Joe on Twitter @Joel_Hames and pay a visit to www.bankerstown.net. Get your copy of Banker's Town on Amazon here and here.
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