THE CLICK

Well, I'm going to start at the beginning, where all stories start. Along the way, I'm hoping that a few other authors are going to join me to tell their tales.

I wanted to write. I had several attempts at writing, but I let life dictate and I never really finished anything. I worked pretty long days,(and I ask for no sympathy here, it is what it is and we all do it) up at 6.30 to walk a dog, pack lunches, get children and husband out the door for school and work. Off to work myself by 7.30 am with an hour's journey each way to the office. Back by 5.00 pm to pick up children, return home, feed the household, walk the dog, childrens' activities, college work.

One day, the company I worked for asked me to look at offices in a different location. It meant a further hour each way in my journey. I visited the offices and returned home on the train and my husband, Andy, was waiting at the station.

This is the conversation we had:

"You're not happy. What do you want to do?"

"I don't know, but I don't want to do this."

"Then don't. Take a year off. Write the book you've always wanted to write and just do it. Do what you want."

And there it was. Right there. The 'click'. Not so much what Andy said, but the rebel yell in my head.

So I did it. We had a few wobbles along the way and I almost returned to work at the end of last year simply because that was what I was used to. But in December when I had a fully completed manuscript, and hadn't even sent if off,  I thought, if I don't do this now, I am never going to fulfil my dream and I will always regret it.

I did my research. I sent my manuscript and I got my contract.

I have never looked back and I am having the time of my life.