A bookeversary

Hello,

My book is a whole year old tomorrow. If it was the actual baby I jokingly refer to it as, we’d be buying a cake and balloons and making a fuss.

Alas, in reality, there is little celebration. While I remain incredibly proud of the book, the hopes I had for it haven’t materialised.

For me it was never about the sales or the numbers. It was about star…