WanderingScribe

Feb, 2006. For the past five months I have been living alone in a car at the edge of the woods — jobless and homeless and totally unable to find a way out of it. I can't sing, I can't dance, I can't scream loudly enough, alI I can do is write. So here I am laying down tracks...hopefully the start of an online paper trail out of here. (A miracle happened...My blog was 'discovered' and I eventually got a publishing deal and made it out of my car to write a book about it...)

Saturday, October 21, 2006

My book on Amazon

I got an email today asking me where someone could buy my book, and that they couldn't find it on Amazon. Well, that is because it is only available on Amazon UK, so you have to order from there, I think - I've put a clickable link over at side of the blog.

It's not in the bookshops yet, but this is the cover, and what it will look like when it is.

Still here...

Just checking in to say hello and to let everyone know I am still here and well and scribbling away furiously. Every time I put my pen down I keep thinking of the laneway - of how contorted my body was sleeping scrunched up there in the car night after night, of how much fear and pain was in it, how much lonlieness — and of how I don't ever want to end up anywhere like that again. If there's anything to drive you on it's that, not wanting to go back to where you once were.

This won't last long I have to keep reminding myself, then time will be my own again.