One of the most daunting parts of publication is the wait for reviews. As with all greatly anticipated events in my life, I found the hardest part to bear was the anticipation itself. Knowing people were reading the novel I had spent four years pouring my soul into was like waiting outside the headmaster’s office… Continue reading One-Star Company
I have started and abandoned this blog four times so far, each entry not seeming quite right, quite honest enough. I could feel something growing beneath my breastbone, some truth I couldn’t quite wheedle out of myself (I am painfully aware, as I write that, how awfully pretentious that sounds) and it took that many… Continue reading Facing up to my procrastination
I have just sent an email to my editor at Hodder, Emily Kitchin. Attached to the email was my completed, copyedited manuscript. In other words, I have just sent back what should be the final edit. The book is, theoretically, done. Last night, as soon as I made the last tweak to the MS and… Continue reading Never go…back
Facebook, Twitter, Pinterest: they’re all littered with a particular kind of message that never fails to turn me cold. The kind that is no doubt designed to be read aloud in a boasty sneer and declares: “Those who can’t tell they’re from their from there are disgraceful failures and should be shot.” If these were… Continue reading Forgive me, reader, for my many sins.
I haven't written here for a while; the whole summer in fact. My silence was due to a variety of reasons; not least because every spare minute I did have I have spent working on my novel. This, however, is a very good time to begin blogging again. You see, today marked an exciting* day.… Continue reading A good time to write again
Oh, the places you’ll go. I’ve been in Banbury this weekend, a quiet trip away to work and visit my mum. Embracing the cliché, I decided to write in cafes. The benefit of writing in a café away from home is that I can enjoy all of the normal writing in a café experience without… Continue reading Oh, the places you’ll…write
As a writer, I spend my time making stuff up, writing it down and sending it off. I don’t spend very long looking inward, but rather looking outward, examining what I see and not who I am or, even, who I want to be. I have had, what I would describe, as a wobbly week. The reason… Continue reading The Wobbles