Years ago, I was walking by the river near the iron bridge in Shropshire with my youngest brother and his family when we came across a can of half-eaten tuna abandoned on the river bank, and it got me thinking . . .
As if I always shine
You’ve no idea the work it took
And how much ‘pamper time’ . . .
Sometimes my heart breaks . . .
When I wrote my first ever novel, I had no idea how important it was to know which genre my book fitted into. Agents cannot pitch a book to publishers unless the book fits into one of the publishers’ established lists. The agents are, therefore, more likely than ever to stick your manuscript straight onto the scrap heap.
During the process of researching agents, I realised that my novel fitted snugly into ‘contemporary romance – commercial women’s fiction’. Phew!
I try not to edit as I go along because, not only does it block my creative flow, but it ruins my confidence. It is easy to get immersed trying to perfect one irritating paragraph instead of forging on with the actual story, particularly at the times when inspiration is hard to find.