i seem to remember being here before. The end of the year, why it comes around faster each time is a mystery. It won’t be a good one for a number of reasons and I still won’t be making one of those soon to be broken resolutions – the most important resolutions can’t be made that way anyway:Much more important than losing weight, giving up alcohol, going to the gym blah blah blah. So in 2016 I’m going to be a bit fatter, a bit hungover and a bit unfitter but hopefully happy, or if not always happy then content with my lot – what’s not to like!
So In 2016 I want to continue the way I am with perhaps a little more time to stop and appreciate what I have in an area I’m lucky to live in. I’ve always lived near the sea and for me time spent pootling in the shores is as vital as breathing.
Today in a drive to remove the kids from technology in that post Christmas fugue that had descended we went pootling to Port Soif. It wasn’t raining or even windy, one of those clear blue sky days that brings Spring in its wake. The daffodils are in abundance as are other walkers – a day stolen from those after the post winter solstice
And what of 2015? It hasn’t been a bad one. There’s been plenty to feel proud of and publishing three books being the very least of it. We have three little people we are immensely proud of not forgetting new additions in the form of our beautiful kittens. Yes there was sadness when we had to say goodbye to Soka, but she’d made 18 – a very wise old lady.
Ive made some amazing new friends from all over this year linked to my hobbies of reading and writing – I’ve never had so many Christmas cards to display. I’ve read lots of books and even managed to write some – who’d have thought it! I’ve been scribbling seriously for six years but to actually put things together in book format meant i had to learn a whole new set of skills.
We had a wonderful holiday camping in Biarritz playing in the surf not to mention a delightful day in San Sebastien. The Dordogne was a washout being as we had 48 hours of torrential rain but it couldn’t dampen our spirits – everything else was sopping but our spirits were high. Living on the cusp of France we’ve been lucky to be able to nip across more times than ever this year and have spent some delightful days in St Malo having a mooch and a swim. We’re talking of our holidays next year. There will be a tent and France. I quite fancy going back down to San Rafael again in Provence simply because it’s beautiful.
But the immediate future entails trying to shift a couple of fur babies so I can get another cup of tea.
This day last week had us returning from a fab pre festive jaunt up to North Wales to visit my mum. I’ve always had a soft spot for this part of the world as I’ve been visiting it ever since I was a toddler, and even lived there for a few years in the late eighties.
We stayed at the Imperial Hotel, set along the seafront promenade of Llandudno. Walking through its Victorian doors was an oasis of calm away from the pavement packed people trawling through the shops for those important last minute presents. It was like walking through the doors of a Victorian Christmas full of opulent charm and delightful understated attention.
Our room overlooked the pier and, of course we took the kids for a jaunt down memory lane to spy in the brave fishermen dangling their fishing rods off the end in the blustery gale that descended.
It was a good job we’d attacked the amazing breakfast with gusto or we might have been blown off the end! It’s a long time since I’ve had kippers for breakfast!
We wandered down town after in and out of the wonderful arrange of quirky shops, some I remember for ever like Billy Lal’s! We ended up at Starbucks, a new addicting since my last visit, or at least the family did! I got lost and couldn’t find it for a while as I’d stupidly left my glasses at home, but the free gingerbread latte sample made up for it.
We went on the spend a lovely evening in Conwy visiting my sister and her family. Conwy being the inspiration behind my Children’s book Boy Brainy – you can probably see a theme – I like seagulls lol), after which we traipsed back to our amazing hotel room (Imperial Hotel, we’ll be back!)
I’m back home in Guernsey now and weighing up whether to finish working on the sequel to Boy Brainy or the third in my Ideal Girl trilogy. This one will be part set in Betws y coed, another part of Wales to pull at the heart strings.
Well if you told me at the start of 2015 I’d have 3 books published I’d have cracked up in laughter. This time 12 months ago I was waiting in hope to hear back from an editor who’d requested a ‘full’ for Boy Brainy, only to turn me down like a hot potato in the New Year.
But I wasn’t defeated, I just carried on with the next book and pondered my options. It was only with the support of a couple of fellow Indie writers (Susan Godenzi and Valerie Keogh) that I finally decided to press that self pub button and since then I haven’t stopped.
Today is cover reveal and book launch day for Girl Descending, the sequel to Ideal Girl. It’s a stand alone book in its own right but does follow up on how Mitch and Liddy are getting on. Set in both Dublin and Kinsale it brought back many happy childhood memories of both places. In this book I wanted a heroine that hadn’t very much going for her. Could love land on such a girl? It frequently does, but not Usually through the medium of books.
I’ll also introduce you to the main stars in Book number three, which has been lurking around my head for about a year. It will follow up on how Freddie and Henry are getting on after their wedding – That’s all the hint I’m giving!
Hope you all have a great New Year and Happy December 25th whatever your beliefs