Honest, I don't want to sound smug, as so often this author life is just struggling with stories, and so on - but AGAIN this week, I'm just beaming away!
First of all, I had fun doing a bit of light researching at Beamish Open Air Industrial Museum today. And I also enjoyed travelling on the same Beamish Tram & Waggonway as a bunch of very cheerful children, and "Sir", and several brave helpers. They had come to Beamish from Lukes Lane Primary School at Hebburn, Tyne & Wear. So a really BIG HELLO to all of you, and I hope you enjoyed the trip!
And second? I arrived home to find an advance copy of my next book - The Tale of White Winter Hollow - on the mat! The editors and art teams have done a wonderful job. HERE'S A BIG BEAMY SMILE! : ) from me.
So what will tomorrow bring?
Today's a rather happy day. On and off, over quite a few years, I have been working on a particular story - the kind of manuscript that won't quite let you go, even when you are despairing about it.
About two months ago, I suddenly saw how to "do" the thing. I started again, and went for the strong story thread, ignoring all my long descriptions and acres of research. On I scribbled. Last week, I finished the manuscript, and sent it off to my agent, who is not one of the gushing sort.
Today I get an email telling me she loves it. Even if it gets no further - and it may not - for now I am happy, happy, happy! Maybe I should join in the eating of mooncakes today to celebrate my own good fortune?
A thought. As mooncakes may not around in this part of Yorkshire, it may end up being an Eccles cake from Betty's instead.(Happy mooncake festival, everyone.)
My first visit "Author Visit" of the new school year yesterday. This meant a bit of early rising to load the car and get over to the bright & cheerful Rokeby Park Primary School in Anlaby,near Kingston-Upon-Hull. Thanks to everyone for a happy time!
(And thanks also to whoever got this blog back on the screeen.)
HELLO AGAIN and SMUGGISH SMILES!
Hello again, dear imaginary reader. Sorry about the month's gap in my blogalogging. I was not off an exotic holiday, (unless you count a lunch of fish & chips at Whitby's Magpie Cafe) but a mix of problems with the blogging system, and some writing busyness.
A few weeks back, I woke in the night - and realised that if I started re-writing a story that had research overload problems from my memory of what I'd wanted to say, rather than the weight of (possibly) wonderful prose, I might be in with a chance. So I have been head down at it, brain filled with it, eyes glued to the computer screen - and the new plan may have worked. Tonight the manuscript was in the 7.30pm post to my agent.
You may never hear of this mysterious story again, but just now I am feeling a tiny bit smug. Not 'cos of big belief in my skills, but just because I reached the finishing line with this story at last. I got my spoon and egg to the finshing tape.What's it about? If I get smiles from my agent, I will tell you. If not, it will be more chocolate. Munch sob munch!