Fixer

Some books never got their chance.
Wrong timing. Wrong cover. Wrong edit. Wrong market.
Good bones, no pulse.

That’s where I come in.

I fix living‑dead books — the forgotten, the out‑of‑print, the commercial flops with a heartbeat so faint you need a stethoscope to hear it. I don’t judge the past. I don’t inherit the excuses. I don’t carry the emotional baggage. I bring the defibrillator.

I take a dormant title, inject clarity, humour, cadence, and narrative discipline, and bring it back to life. Not as a ghostwriter. Not as a consultant. As a resurrection partner.

You tell me the book.
You tell me the rights position.
You tell me how you’d like to structure it.
I’m a universal adaptor — I can plug into whatever model you prefer.

If the book has good bones, I’ll stabilise it.
If it needs a pulse, I’ll shock it.
If it deserves a second life, I’ll help it breathe again.

I don’t chase.
I don’t negotiate for the sake of negotiating.
I don’t get emotional.
There are a million books on the tree.
I simply shake it and see what falls.

If you’ve got a title that’s barely breathing, I’m listening.
Bring me your living‑dead books.

I’ll bring the fix.