This morning at crazy o’clock was a truly amazing moment. I typed The End on my debut novel A Perfect Moment. Just an few hours before this, I had a minor meltdown – okay, I cried and swore and stamped my feet – when my laptop had a melt down and shut down. I managed to salvage some of what I had typed, but lost just over 1,000 words. It seems crazy to think that a few hours later the moment of screaming in despair had turned to screaming and much bouncy in excitement. How quickly our world can change.
It’s off to my fabulous editor, Lauren McKellar, in a few short moments, after my amazing PA, Josie, has cast her beautiful eyes over it.
And I am so damn excited, but freakily terrified too.
Now the hard start really begins. I’m pooping myself.
My husband, who hasn’t read APM, has assured me he loves me and he’s proud of me, and I actually even admitted to my parents a week ago that I was in the process of writing a book. Progress, right!
I shouldn’t already be thinking about reviews, but it’s in our nature. I can respect honesty, but please be kind in the process. I have a fragile shell. yes, I will toughen up – I hope, but in the process, I just hope a few readers out there will love APM and my characters and accept the novel as it’s intended.
To enjoy, have a few hours of romantic escapism and to hopefully like the characters enough to read book two which will be out at the end of the year. Fingers crossed.