Since I was a little girl I have loved to read and write stories. I would spend hours boring my brothers with my latest creations, and petitioning my teachers to let me just sit and write. But then I hit puberty and the doubt set in. And it took twenty more years of dithering and dreaming and declaring that I would definitely write a book someday before I finally put (digital) pen to paper and wrote my first novel.
Once I’d started there was no stopping me: my second novel is currently nearing completion, and I have charted my journey towards finally becoming a writer in this blog.
The posts below will give you a flavour of that journey.
Seven top tips to help you edit your novel
What if my normal isn’t normal after all?
A return to writing with the virtual blog tour
Truth and modesty and self-publishing
Looking through the eyes of a child