Frankfurter Buchmesse 2009. Publishing appointments. Fast pace in the halls, in the corridors. Suddenly someone grabs me by the arm. I should read the new issue of DIE ZEIT. There was an important job advertisement there. At that time I was living and working in Göttingen, had met my present wife and was not exactly looking for a job. The advertisement was a one-off. In the restless city of books and trade fairs, the large Literaturhaus was looking for a new director. That was the only way I came to Frankfurt on the Main.
