Never forget to be grateful

This morning I am hugely grateful for all the love… I had so many kind comments on my last post here, and on my Facebook page. You lot are lovely. And it goes to prove my point that I am certain that all the negativity in the world is tiny compared to all the love, peace and kindness. The world is a good place, people, and I am glad to be in it today.

(If you haven’t found my Facebook page yet, please go and have a look. I post there most days.)

It’s a bit cold out there today….

Snowy Shed

 

… so I am writing in the house, with my big cup of tea.

I had a really good weekend, though. On Saturday I was speaking at the New Writing South Publishing Day at the Jubilee Library in Brighton. I was up first, which is never good, and I arrived with just a panicky five minutes to spare which never helps – unexplained traffic on the M25. I did all right in the end I think but I know I started off rambling. I think it also didn’t help that I had planned what to say, I think I am actually better when I ‘wing it’. Normally with an event like this I would hang around for the rest of the day, making the most of the other speakers and chatting to people, but on this occasion my lovely husband and son had come with me and they were loitering around outside the library waiting for me to be done.

(If you were at the Jubilee Library on Saturday, I’m really sorry I went off so early! Felt really rude…)

I did have lots of fun in the afternoon, though. We had a really nice lunch at a Mexican restaurant (very nice, highly recommend) and then we went to the Brighton Pavilion.

The Royal Pavilion

 

I hadn’t been since my school days and I think I must have forgotten just how amazing the decoration in the rooms is. My memories of visiting, probably on school trips, centre around there being a plastic rat in the big kitchens under one of the tables – but that seems to have gone now. Or perhaps I imagined it! Forgot all about the giant dragon holding up the chandelier in the banqueting room, for example – and the glories of the Music Room.

 

The Music Room

…Although the Music Room suffered a catastrophic arson attack and then was badly damaged by falling masonry during the Great Storm of 1987 (which is around the time I would have been visiting), so maybe I didn’t get to see it back then…)

There was a Chocolate Festival going on in the street next to the Pavilion Theatre, I had to walk past in a hurry. That sort of stuff is WAY too tempting.

Yesterday was Mother’s Day here in the UK. I had a cup of tea brought to me in bed, along with the copy of the Saturday Guardian and the Kent Messenger that I’d bought the day before and not had a chance to read.

After that I cooked roast lamb (my favourite) for lunch because my Mum came over.  And once THAT was all done with, I got to sit down and watch the Six Nations rugby match between England and Italy. England won but they didn’t really do particularly well – I was almost cheering for Italy by the end. They deserved to win, really!

So this entry wasn’t about writing – but I guess I’ve given you a bit of an insight into my lovely weekend just for a change!

Hope you all had lovely weekends too.

xx

The One Star Review

 

Since reading a brilliant blog post by Lisa Jewell earlier this year, I’ve been approaching negative Amazon (and Goodreads) reviews with rather more of an objective viewpoint. When Into the Darkest Corner was first published, I have to say that getting one and two star reviews HURT. I think the first one caused me to actually cry, lose sleep and suffer a massive crisis of confidence… but after a while, I got used to them, and having lots of positive five star reviews certainly helps with that. My books aren’t everyone’s cup of tea, after all, and once I’d got my head around that, reading the reviews was actually a valuable learning experience. Many of them had very valid points to make and all feedback is useful, isn’t it? For me it is, anyway. Even if that learning experience is ‘get a grip and don’t worry about people who don’t like your writing’ or, in the words of my former boss, ‘toughen up, princess’.

However, I had a one star review on Amazon.com for the US edition of Into the Darkest Corner yesterday, and this one really upset me. I wanted to write this blog last night but decided to sleep on it, in the hope that it would take some of the sting away. I’m certainly calmer this morning (and it’s Mother’s Day, so I got a cup of tea in bed which helped) but I still want to write about it.

(Actually what I want to do is reply directly to the review, but everyone knows you DON’T enter into a correspondence with negative reviewers. That never makes things better.)

Now, most of what this particular reviewer has to say is perfectly reasonable. She thinks the story is ‘spoon fed’ to the reader, she thinks it’s too long and she doesn’t like the characters. All of this is entirely fair enough, and I appreciate hearing things like this because it reminds me that I need to work hard to get the balance of detail, characterisation and nuance right when I’m writing.

But then she just spoils it all with this bit:

“This author may have a future but not if all of her 486+ relatives keep leaving fake reviews to make her feel special.”

 This little sentence REALLY upset me.

I want to reply to her that, to my knowledge, only one person I know personally has left me a review on Amazon.com, and that was my Aunty in Florida, and as I recall she didn’t actually like it that much.

What she’s done there, my reviewer, is insult all of those lovely kind people who don’t know me from Adam and yet took the time and trouble to leave a review to share with others and let everyone know what they thought. Good or bad. Much as she did, herself. Reading it again makes me so angry! Why would you even say something like that, when the rest of the review was negative, yes, but at least making some valid points? Because that isn’t making a point about my book, my writing or even me – it’s just plain nasty. Attacking my reviewers rather than me or my book makes me madder than a mad thing. It’s unkind!

And that, I think, is the key to it. I’ve always believed that people who are unkind often are like this because they are coming from a place of hurt themselves. Attack is a form of defence. This is the only way that I can find to deal with this kind of vitriol – to assume that she must have had a really bad day. Or maybe she is a writer herself and hasn’t had any reviews at all yet. Or something like that…

I am hoping that writing all this down will be a bit cathartic and I can now leave it, forget about it and get on with Mother’s Day. I hope you all have lovely days, wherever in the world you are. I have a roast dinner to cook, so I’d better get on with it.

xx

 

Welcome!

It’s been a bit mad lately, but it’s definitely about time I wrote a new post here. I have a To Do List as long as a very, very long thing.

So, it’s Friday, I am between edits which means I have time to catch up on blogs, emails, Facebook, competitions, reading and various other fun things to do, and I am in the shed. It’s pouring with rain out there but that doesn’t matter because the view has been considerably brightened by these beautiful flowers:

shedflowers

 

Aren’t they beautiful?

I got them on Wednesday, having done an author talk at the very wonderful Swalecliffe Library. The library plays host to not one but three book groups, who meet at different times on a Wednesday, but on this occasion all three book groups came together on a dark and drizzly evening to hear me warble on about the books. I really enjoyed meeting them all – and I know I always say this, but still – such LOVELY people.

Whenever I talk to book groups I always find myself having to bite my lip to stop myself asking to join their group. They always seem to be having such a great time.

So, what do you think of my new website?

My poor lovely husband has been working late into the night for the last couple of weeks to get it working properly, and he is adding new bits to it all the time. For instance, did you notice that the website scales really well for viewing on mobile devices? And I think we now have a ‘subscribe’ option so that you can be notified every time I manage to get my act together and write something…