Back to Oxford again yesterday for an event as part of the Lit Fest's 'School Days' which went really well. I met some lovely friendly authors there and had a very lively audience who were just fizzing with imaginative ideas. I love it when the kids come up to me afterwards and say they want to be authors, or they're going to write stories, or they've thought up a great title, or whatever. Very satisfying.
On the train going in yesterday morning, I finished reading Wife in the North which I absolutely loved. It's so funny and moving and well-written - so honest, too. I was sorry to finish - especially as I didn't have anything else to read on the way home. Trauma or what. Obviously I remedied that asap with a swift trip to Borders and bought fellow New Romantic author Veronica Henry's new one - Just A Family Affair. Ooh, I'm hooked already, it's fab.
I am really looking forward to doing some writing again now - it's been great going off and doing these events this week and last, but now I am dying to get back to writing stories rather than talking about them. I've hit the 60,000-word mark in Novel 4 and that feels like a good point to stop and read through the whole thing so that I can pick up any loose threads I may have forgotten about, so I have printed it off and it's sitting there ready for me to get stuck into it on Friday. But for now, I'll have to get on with the edits for Secret Mermaid book 7 before playgroup and school pick up....
29 years on, nearly there
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