Due to unforeseen circumstances, I have been asked to step in for Emma Mitchell today for her stop on the blog tour with a guest post from author, Louisa George.
Would you sacrifice your future to understand your past?
Life is rosy for dance studio owner Charlotte Evans, who is about to marry
beloved fiancé, Ben. But when Ben finds a lump in Charlotte’s breast, it sends
her on a journey of self-discovery which she knows she must do alone.
Because Charlotte is adopted, and she suddenly, desperately, needs to know
who she is and where she comes from.
Finding and reconnecting with her birth family, the life Charlotte could have
had unfolds before her. As her wedding day draws closer, and her past
merges ever more into her present, Charlotte must decide on the future she
A heartrendingly beautiful novel about love, family and finding your own path
My Publishing Journey / Louisa George
I wish I could tell you that my publishing journey involved one hastily written
manuscript that was so brilliant my agent had a bidding war with publishing houses, I
was offered a seven figure advance and now I spend my days languishing on a day
bed dressed entirely in pink and drinking an endless supply of cocktails.
Unfortunately, none of the above happened. I don’t have an agent. Never have had
one, even with 23 published books. But I am partial to cocktails and could possibly
drink an endless supply if someone else a) delivered them directly to my study and b)
footed the bill.
Truth is, I never wanted to be an author. By which I mean, being an author was so far
off my radar as even possible that it never occurred to me. Sure, I’ve always loved
reading books but writing one? Huh. Let’s get in the real world. Which for me
consisted of a degree in Communication and Media Studies, then becoming a
registered nurse (I worked in a variety of nursing jobs for 22 years), getting married,
and having two sons.
So it came as a big surprise to me when I went to an evening class in creative writing
at our local college (we’d emigrated to New Zealand. I knew no one so decided to do
an evening class in an effort to meet people. Didn’t fancy flower arranging,
computing or learning a language so plumped for a writing class) to discover that I
was actually quite good at it. Which meant I could string some sentences together and
had a reasonable imagination for plotting.
When the course ended I was invited by the tutor to take further classes with other
‘promising students’, then I did some online classes, joined a local writing
organization and finally plucked up courage to enter some contests. One of those was
run by Mills and Boon in 2010. While I didn’t win the contest, an editor there asked
to see more of my work, then we worked together on a book. It took four rewrites, a
lot of blood, sweat and tears and a serious amount of patience on her side and in July
2011 I was eventually offered a two book contract for their Medical Romance Line.
Then a three book contract and then more…
Since then I have also written for Mills and Boon Kiss Line, Tule Publishing, HQ
Harper Collins and have 4 indie published books out too.
I was so lucky to have attracted that editor’s attention, but I took every opportunity
presented to me and sought others out. I submitted to contests and tweaked my story
to feedback. Most of all I wrote. I wrote every day. I analysed the genre. I attended
courses and conferences. I wrote. When I didn’t have time I made time. I wrote and I
And from this side of the publishing fence I can honestly say the hard work was worth
every second. I wouldn’t have had it any other way. Sure, having a first manuscript
accepted would have been wonderful, but in those hours of rewriting and analyzing I
learnt so much about craft and story, about myself and my determination.
And along the way I developed a fine taste in cocktails, too. I’m just waiting on the
day bed delivery…
So folks, if you’ve been dreaming of becoming a writer (or not, just like Louisa), drink a lot of cocktails and then write…or was it write THEN drink a lot of cocktails? Either way, go for it and enjoy the ride. If anyone knows where Louisa’s delivery has got to, please shout ;). Huge thanks to the author for such an honest and laugh out loud guest post!