One of the lessons I have come to understand about myself is that I write…
When I am deeply immersed in writing, I sometimes forget that life goes on around me or it can suddenly stop and i have to resurface. My mum recently passed away and it reminded me of the fragility of life and her funeral brought back so many happy memories and my promise to myself to write an autobiography. I was lucky enough to tell her that I would dedicate my next book to me and asked if she would like her maiden or married name and she said her maiden name. Its comforting to know that her name will be there…forever..unless of course, I drop dead and don’t get to complete the sequel. Fingers crossed.
The very next day I find out that my book has been shortlisted for the NZ booklovers award.
Maybe she has spoken to someone up there….