THE fact that Timothy Mo is self-publishing his new novel shows a "chilling of the climate for literary fiction", suggests Andy Beckett ("Sour-sweet relationships", Review, 16 April). All it shows is that publishers did not want to part with the advance Mo wanted. "Three bidders left at 125 grand," says Mo. Well, if that's not enough, then tough. There are plenty of eager young novelists coming up who'd be happy to share a fraction of that between them. Time alone will tell if Mo's DIY job has been a case of hubris or mere vanity.