On My Fifth Publishiversary...

 Well, here we are - a whole five years today since The Disposable first became available for all you lucky peeps to buy. ;) It was a strange old time for me - I'd just had an operation and was laid up, COVID was just kicking off and the world in general was a very odd place to be and in all of that, I was trying to plug a book! It was hard to imagine what life would be like down the line - and to be fair, I wouldn't have imagined the world would be as it has become lately - but one thing I am very glad of is that my four book Plot Bandits "trilogy" of The Disposable, The Merry Band, The Narrative and The Taskmaster is out there in the world. :) For while I haven't exactly been setting the publishing world alight, knowing that Fodder, Flirt, Shoulders, Dullard and Pleasance and their friends are out there for other people to get to know (and hopefully love!) as much as I do gives me so much satisfaction. That they exist and live in other people's heads apart from mine matters to me on a level I didn't even realise and I'm so glad those kind souls who've taken a chance on reading my novels have got to meet them too.

And now, I'd like to offer up some thanks - to start with, thanks to my lovely publishers Thinklings Books for taking a chance on me and getting all my books out there in spite of the difficult times, helping me, the worst self publiciser in the world to try and tentatively suggest that maybe folks might enjoy my books if they, you know, felt like trying them. ;p I would like to thank all the friends and family who supported me and plugged me, and my best friend who was there with me throughout the decade of their creation. And of course I also have to thank all those kind souls who took a chance on buying the strange little novels of an unknown British lady writing about the madness that lives in her head - I appreciate every single one of you and do hope you've enjoyed hanging out with my bonkers creations. And if you have, tell your friends - they might enjoy my books if they, you know, felt like trying them. ;p



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