The FEAR
I’ve spent pretty much every spare moment I’ve had in the last ten years writing, revising, editing and submitting my manuscripts to agents and publishers. Finally, after many ‘close-but-no-cigar’ moments, I landed a deal. Champagne, right? Well, not exactly. Okay- I’ll admit, there was a bottle of champagne courtesy of my lovely friend Bozz- but getting a publishing contract really just means the start of an intense period of pure anxiety.

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