One week to go ...

Next week sees the release of His Convenient Affair. It's been a long time coming and I still have to pinch myself that it's actually going to happen.

Writing fiction is the hardest thing I've ever done. In comparative terms, I sailed through a master's degree and various post-graduate stuff and even had some non-fiction work published. I love writing, any writing, but fiction provides me with the greatest challenge. I'll happily sit at the computer until my muscles ache and my head spins. Sometimes hubby has stumbled into my study in the early hours and groaned, "Enough! Switch off the computer and come and get some sleep" (or words to that effect:))

I love every minute spent creating characters and plotting storylines - not that I sit here grinning like a satisfied idiot all the time. I've been known to curse, thump, cry, yell and gesticulate my way through a manuscript, when even the neighbourhood cats give me a wide berth. I love the frustrations, the excitement, the creativity, the joy and the heartache.

His Convenient Affair is a special book for me and one I've dedicated to my late father. He was the person who encouraged me to dream, to go for the things I want in life and not to stop until I achieved them. He taught me to believe in myself. I feel him at my shoulder as I write through the tough bits, encouraging me to keep on keeping on during those times when I question myself and my dreams.

It's exciting to think that this time next week I'll be nudging my first release, but it also feels a bit scary. I suppose coming face to face with your dreams always feels that way. Here goes ........

If you'd like to read an excerpt from His Convenient Affair please click HERE.

TJ