More than a year from signing my fiction publishing contract, and with only just less than a year to go to publication to the first novel, and the second one submitted, is a strange place. There are times when I think I might have dreamed the whole thing. There are times when I feel as though it’s never going to happen.
So it was lovely to get a box from Germany through the post.
With six Actual Physical Books in it!
I danced. I fizzed. I squeaked. I called my agent and fizzed and squeaked at him.
Although I can’t read German, when I looked at the dedication, I had a tear in my eye.
‘For my grandmothers, Isabel and Ursula, who always knew I was a writer’.
I’m happy and proud. And I’ll take a look at this every time I feel adrift in this waiting time.
Meanwhile, if there are any German readers out there who would like a copy, please get in touch. I’d love to send one to you – the thrill of writing is to send words out into the world.