In 2015 I went to visit my pal in Stavanger, Norway... sat down in a cafe with my attention seeking notepad and wrote the title of my first full length novel. After I underlined the words Between You, Me & The Banana Tree, I sat back in my chair delighted with myself but also like I had just trekked across the entire Serengeti... because ya know... writing is dangerous and exhausting... and stuff.
I don't know if it was the excellent company or the whimsical vibe of a foreign land, but I had an idea in my head. A 'sort of' plot and half arsed musings of characters. I had never written a full length fictitious novel before because the thought of having to dedicate a significant amount of my time (I usually reserve for extra curricular activities like Netflix and dying my hair the colours of the rainbow), sounded like... effort! I enjoyed writing ditties, blog posts and short stories. A novel sounded insane and daunting and all the words that induced panic and fear. But I was feeling creative and wanted to challenge myself... probably after reading an inspirational meme whilst high on caffeine.
So I began to bang out hundreds of words an evening.
I worked better with deadlines and then rewarding myself with an episode of a car crash TV programme after I finished a chapter. This went on for many months until I plucked up the courage to send it off for a readers report with The Inkwell Group. I remember saying in my email that I had no idea if it was even any good but would appreciate some feedback to figure out if I should continue or just stop embarrassing myself.
From here, events over the next few months spiralled into a magnificent Rocky-esque montage where the response to my story went from amazing, to enthusiastic chats about literary agents and publishers...
Straight to, "Oh right... this is awkward... it's not you it's me!" kind of realisation that I'm not going to be a breakout literary star.
So I decided to squash the haters (there were actually no haters... I just find it thrilling to pretend I'm a ghetto fabulous, gender fluid drag queen. Snap snap!) and go it alone. I'm sure Jesus/RuPaul/Beyonce said something about being awesome and relying on yourself to get shit done. And that's exactly what I've done with a little help from some friends.
You can get your grubby mitts on my book here! Have a read and tell the internet what you think!