I called a friend and told him that I, a harbor pilot of all things, had written a novel. ”What kind of novel?” he asked. I told him it was a comic novel. After a long pause he said, simply, “Good luck.” A couple of days later he called back and said, “You’re not a writer, you have no credentials to speak of, and you’ve written the most difficult book to write and get published in today’s marketplace. You’re asking the impossible so I have two words for you.” Thinking he was going to wish me luck again, I said, “I know– Good Luck.” To my surprise he said, “No. The two words are— Herb Schaffner.” Herb edited, agented, and, achieving the impossible, actually sold my novel to a first rate publisher. Not only that, he did it without breaking a sweat. DO NOT go to Herb if you’re looking to get jerked around. You’ll be disappointed.