Ben MacDui, Britain’s second highest peak, was shrouded in mist when my fourteen year old daughter and I set off to climb it. Neither of us were hill walkers – this was a new activity. We had been drifting apart, as mothers and teenage daughters do, and when we weren’t apart, we had been mostly…
I was excited and hopeful to be one of six authors picked to pitch my second novel to a panel of literary agents at the London Book Fair. It started badly. My flight was delayed by three hours (initially due to fog, then a medical emergency that required an ill passenger and his luggage to…
I’m going to be shattered later as I’m writing this at 7am having been awake since 2am. Insomnia is annoying but I decided a couple of years ago to make use of it. If I can’t get back to sleep in an hour, I get up and write. So today from 3am to 7am I…
There are heaps of articles about the pain of literary agent rejection. I identify with many of them: been there, done that. The first traumatic part of the process is the time-consuming business of identifying appropriate agents and preparing the specific submission they want. Agent One wants a 567 word synopsis (single spaced, Ariel 10 point),…
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