Once I had a dream, and I wrote the dream down and became obsessed with it. It turned - over the course of a year - into a story. Now, four years and three stories later, my dream to see my work in print has finally been realised. Just a little more patience and faith and hopefully I will be able to share it with anyone else who longs to dream about love.

Patience is a skill, not a gift. I am practising it whilst waiting for my paperback to arrive. I have waited a long time to hold my book in my hand and perhaps today will be the day? Fingers crossed it will be great and can finally go up for sale.

Isn't it strange how the trials of your day effect your confidence. I swing from hoping to be the next big thing, to believing I'm setting myself up for a humiliating fall with my writing. This can change on a dialy basis, or last for weeks. Life - such a complicated and terrifying thing, but we're all so addicted to it, that hope pulls us through.( Or is it just burying our heads in the sand?)

Do you like the drama of a period romance, but wonder how it can translate into modern day? I do. That is why I'm trying to write contempary fiction with all the excitement of the regency romance novel, but set in current times. Find my new book: The Songbird and the Soldier, by Wendy Lou Jones and give it a try.