OhMiGod. Another birthday. I do not want to talk about it. Let’s just say my nice little publishing angle of being a ‘bright young thing’ is slowly being compromised.
I don’t want to talk about it.
End of February 2003
I did it. I dug out the old hackneyed manuscript. And guess what? I still think its good (ish). Been toying with the idea of sending my manuscript to a ‘Doctor’. The prices are a bit high, but may be the thing I need to lead me on the right road to publishing utopia. But which one? So many offering a comprehensive appraisal of your work – for a fee. Plus I’m skint. Perhaps if I sent in nude pictures I’d get a discount. Praps not.
I end up going with Hilary Johnson. (check my website: www.unpublished-author.com for details). Here goes!