How it all came about ...
Picture me, dear reader, a few winters ago: overwhelmed by a new job, a workload that made Victorian millworkers look like loafing scroungers, dislocated, alienated by the natives, lonely and down-hearted. What can a girl do?
She plonks down on her sofa with a glass of the same (plonk, that is) and imagines a better life. In other words, she starts writing a story about a young woman overwhelmed by a new job, dislocated, alienated by the natives, lonely and -- in love. I wasn't yet sure whether being in love would make my heroine happy or unhappy, but I figured that as long as I was fantasising, I might as well pull out all the stops of probability.
Chapter by chapter, writing whenever I could snatch a few moments, I uploaded my story online and - the readers liked it! Among those who liked it were the wonderful ladies at Omnific, who offered to publish it. Needless to say, I leapt at the opportunity!
Picture me, dear reader, a few winters ago: overwhelmed by a new job, a workload that made Victorian millworkers look like loafing scroungers, dislocated, alienated by the natives, lonely and down-hearted. What can a girl do?
She plonks down on her sofa with a glass of the same (plonk, that is) and imagines a better life. In other words, she starts writing a story about a young woman overwhelmed by a new job, dislocated, alienated by the natives, lonely and -- in love. I wasn't yet sure whether being in love would make my heroine happy or unhappy, but I figured that as long as I was fantasising, I might as well pull out all the stops of probability.
Chapter by chapter, writing whenever I could snatch a few moments, I uploaded my story online and - the readers liked it! Among those who liked it were the wonderful ladies at Omnific, who offered to publish it. Needless to say, I leapt at the opportunity!