This week I not only sat and watched as the sun set behind the jagged volcanic mountains, creating a rich tapestry of colours across the sky and sea, but I saw the two poignant words on my manuscript, The End.
The rewrite of my latest book, titled, Sometimes It Happens... has been an eye opener, because for this book I have the wonderful Helen Hollick as my editor.
Like most writers who are not with a mainstream publisher, I know I must do or organise everything myself. Marketing, publishing etc, but one vital area that I could not do myself and that was to professionally edit my own manuscript.
Helen took me under her wing after reading my second novel, Satchfield Hall.
Having read my book, Helen then sent me a critique.
My confidence is pretty low when it comes to my writing, I chew my fingers to the bone if I know who is reading my book and worry myself silly!
So when I received Helen's critique in my email in-box, I left it unopened, had a cup of tea and ate several chocolate biscuits!
Then with a trembling finger, clicked on the open button of the email.
With my eyes half closed, I read everything Helen had written. In fact I read it several times over, my eyes wide open this time!
What Helen had written was very uplifting and positive about my book and my writing, but there was a but, and that but was loud and clear - I needed an editor.
Helen's commitments are many and so with her recommendation I went in search of a good editor. They were all very busy and could not look at my latest work in progress for some months.
At this stage, Helen decided, despite her own workload to take me under her wing.
I have not looked back.
She has made a world of difference to my writing and my approach to my writing, which I hope my readers will enjoy when my third book, Sometimes It Happens... is available.