Nothing is Black and White, Even Writing
Where does fiction end and real life begin? My fictional writing obviously has to be based on some facts but is my factual life based on my fiction?
When I picked up The Home Coming from my book shelf it was actually to show a client how their work would look in print. It was just the number of words, not the content that was similar. Sometimes hard copy can be inspiring when your work seems only ever to be on the computer screen.

I woke up at 3am. Laying in the dark my tired brain started blaming me for all the wrongs; mine, yours and everyone else’s. Then rolling over I start worrying about all the could be’s And shouldn’t be’s and maybe’s.
‘Sod this Darling!’ Harry said
He carried me up the stairs in his strong arms and plonked me down in the chair. He opened my laptop and we started to chat as I started to write. I was so pleased he was back. I thought about apologising for not giving him a voice in the last book but I knew he would just tell me to shut up so I let my fingers do the talking.
The Village Bike Theatre ProductionIn such a small theatre to be confronted by so much sexy raw energy was powerful. It filled me up and gave me hope that one day my story could be on the stage. After trying to write a screenplay that week it was great to see words come to life. I often see my words as pictures but that doesn’t mean everyone else does!

I met with a film producer yesterday, he had read my first two chapters and liked them. It is always good when someone likes your work but it is even better if they inspire you. I have now started to rewrite my first book as a screenplay. I have found more detail is needed and so the book is getting more descriptive. In short the manuscript is getting better, my writing is improving and the story is getting deeper. I had been so involved with other projects I had started to doubt that first manuscript. So it was amazing to be brought back to it, back to exactly where I was this time last year, writing it.

Working in the city of London in the late 90’s was certainly right for me. Whilst working at the bank I befriended an Oxbridge grad who would take me for lunch or dinner and sometimes both! He was about 8 years older than me and his IQ was through the roof. This was my first job in London, green is a word that springs to mind. One day after work I got a taxi across London Bridge to his place in Butlers Wharf.

In 2013 we emigrated to Australia, I fell in love with this beautiful country when I travelled around it in 2002 so I was truly exhilarated to be bringing my family back. The space, beaches, warmth and landscapes were some of the things I couldn’t wait to show my children. Three months later the company that had sponsored us made my husband redundant, luckily within two weeks he had three job offers but he still had to spend the next year climbing back up the greasy pole. Six months later I found myself in a radiology lab being scanned to see what the growth was in my throat. I had been on antibiotics for two months and surgery was looming. Was it cancer?

Everyone has their own methods of writing a first draft and the great news is there is no wrong way! You can map out your chapters if you have a particular plot in mind or perhaps you are writing a non-fiction and have a list of exactly what you want to explore. Even with non-fiction you still need to let it flow. Perhaps a particular topic or character just won’t stop talking, that’s ok, let it all out!