The moment when I first sit down to write a book is always special.
Perhaps I’ve researched it, or perhaps I’m just diving right in. Perhaps I’ve been thinking about it for ages or perhaps it’s just a spontaneous thought.
Either way, there comes a moment when I sit down, pick up a pen and begin to write. I always write the first draft by hand, I find the ideas flow better.
I pick up my pen and there is a little moment – a shimmer in my mind, everything falling into place, the ideas pushing themselves to the front of mind and I know this is it, this is where the story begins. It’ll be wonderful and thrilling and frustrating and exhausting but at the end of it l, hopefully, I will have a book. And this, this moment, this first mark made on the paper, this is where it begins.
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