That’s what was in my mouth as I awoke this morning, for this is Book Launch Day for Island Wife and I am fizzing with excitement!
It’s not like a birthday fizz, something that comes anyway, whether I am good or bad, but more the fizz of accomplishment. I have now, with considerable help and support, brought an idea to life and it is now packaged and ready to go out into the world.
At the beginning, when something is just an idea it can be caught and held, or lost in a single day. I get ideas all the time and my head can feel like it’s full of bluebottles, buzzing and whizzing and banging against the windows in the way of all foolish things without direction. At other times, it is just one or two ideas, that are not so hard to catch and pin down, until there is time to pay each one due attention. This book was once an idea, but remaining an idea wasn’t going to do anyone any good, least of all me because it wouldn’t let me go. Somehow I knew at the start, that writing my story was not just self-gratification – it was a body of work that other eyes needed to see.
In my life, I have found the strength at difficult times through the life of another. Yes, for me, it has mostly been women writers, women’s stories, but not exclusively. What I have sought, and found, in other’s tales, spun like fine webs across the pages, has been a voice to give me courage; courage to do another day, to take another step. I connect with that voice, that truth, that story in some way and at some level, and that changes me and brings me hope. Many times have I risen from the pages and dried my own tears, refreshed my own war paint, chosen brighter clothes to wear and squared my own shoulders. Many, many times.
I want Island Wife to do the same. Perhaps for you.