The joy of getting the advance copy through the post
The postman has just been. And look what he brought.
The third book in the Abominators series! It’s such an exciting moment when you hold it in your hands for the first time, this culmination of hours and hours of dreaming, planning, writing, revising and then… here it is!
The first thing I see when I open it is the dedication to my dad (remember my ‘The Man Who Loved Stories’ post?)
Then I look at all of the fantastic illustrations by Sam Hearn which have brought the story to life.
After the excitement, my friend who had only recently popped in, came back to tell me she had just had a text to say she’d passed her PGCE! Her husband died very suddenly while she was doing the course, leaving her with their two teenage sons. This lady, with incredible determination, finished the course with only one term’s extension. There are not enough words to tell you how much I, and many others, admire her.
We shared a hug. There are no medals for everyday bravery and dignity in the face of what life can throw at us. But if there were, she would deserve the biggest, shiniest one going.