Finally, after my two-year hiatus from writing and submitting, a new book is imminent. I’m just waiting for the cover.
Titled Yesterday’s Dreams, it is set in the seaside town of Patiki Bay, at the top of the New Zealand’s North Island.
It’s the story of a young girl who, on her sixteenth birthday, gives her gift of love to a man, who unbeknownst to her, she will not see again for ten long years. The following year, she gives birth to his daughter, now nine, and brought her up virtually alone. The book opens when he returns to his old home town after ten years overseas.
It’s a moving story—I hope. At least, my editor thought so.
But it carries a message that hopefully, will appeal to everyone who ever had a dream. Of love. Of family. Of becoming a published writer
And we writers know all about dreams, don’t we?
We work hard on our stories. We edit. We cut and polish. We send it out and pray that someone else will love our baby as much as we do.
And when the publisher sends us a contract, or gives us The Call, we know our dream has not been for nought. We have done enough for them to want our baby and send it out into the world.
As one of the characters in the book says, “Never give up on yesterday’s dreams. How else can they become today’s reality?”
If writing is your dream, don’t ever give up on it. Work on it. Fight for it. And if you do, today’s dreams will surely become tomorrow’s reality.
PS: I waited as long as I dare before posting, but no cover was forthcoming. Next time.