The Book Launch!

My cheeks are aching from full-on smiling and I have an unmistakable bounce in my step this week.

After a year of really full-on work, my first book has finally launched and I have been partying!

Two years ago I was mooching about the kitchen trying to cobble together a supper from the can of beans and a bendy carrot that told me that it was Friday and a “big shop” was overdue. The phone rang, I handed the wooden spoon over to my husband and picked up. A voice I didn’t recognise told me that she had heard along the grapevine (namely, she had been drinking coffee with my sister) that I had some very interesting ideas on babies and parenting and that I had a book I wanted to write. “Er. No! I do write leaflets for my clients and I do have a somewhat unique approach to supporting women with their babies, but I hadn’t planned to write a book.”

I agreed to email over my leaflets and so began a relationship I was not looking for and a new line of work which I had never anticipated. Both have turned out to be unexpected joys.

It took a year of nagging from the mystery caller, who turned out to be a literary agent (Jane Maw), before I finally said “yes” to writing. By then there was a publishing house (Crimson Publishing) interested and I felt that I couldn’t keep people waiting any longer. Having decided what my theme would be, I was asked to write a book proposal. A what?? Jane sent me a “How to …” guide and I went through step by step. I clearly remember the anxiety of sending off my proposal, wondering if I had come anywhere close to what was being expected of me. It seemed that I had studied my guide correctly and the green “GO!” button got pressed.

Panic set in. No going back …

As always, when faced with a seemingly insurmountable task, I decided to make it into a project: I set down specific goals in my diary for the weeks and months ahead, decided how and where I was going to work and then I moved my other work around to make sure I could follow my plan. All that was left was to write.

The writing was actually the easy bit. My days are spent submerged in the world of the worried parent and so I simply drew on the thousands of conversations I have had over the years and just “talked” onto my keyboard. I was certain of my aim – to provide a reassuring read for mums and their partners to say “You are not alone, every new baby behaves like this and every new parent has the same worries. You are highly evolved to mother just beautifully and your baby is highly evolved to be perfect at being a baby. You are safe, so relax and enjoy getting to know one another.” I decided to root the book in the theory of evolution via a primitive back-story of a newly birthed mother. In this way I hoped to draw the reader’s eye back to her basic humanity, to learn to trust her own instincts as well as those of her baby, and to listen to her deepest and most primitive knowledge. A book then to say, “Stop reading this book and start reading your baby! Put down this book and pick up your baby!”

I am lucky enough to be a fast typist and also to work best when getting my head down for a long stretch – not for me the 20-minute burst of action followed by a break. When I write, I keep going without raising my eyes for up to six hours. Keeping to my schedule was not difficult and I found that I really enjoyed being locked away with my smart-tablet and my thoughts.

After the book was written, various people appeared as if by magic and the work got thoroughly edited (this was a very long, joint process between my editor and myself); a wonderful cover was designed; people were asked to read and provide testimonials; the font, text size and layout were all carefully chosen and then the book began the long round of promotion and publicity (another joint effort, this time between the publicist and myself). After all that, my book still wasn’t finished – a last-minute decision to drop the working title and find a new one resulted in the final perfect polish before “Your Baby Skin to Skin” went on sale.

So, there I was on Friday evening last week, dress, heels, make-up and hair duly on display, walking into the Bell Bookshop in Henley for a celebration, a party, a huge thank-you, and a grand letting-down of my carefully coiffured hair. And there, right in front of me on the bookshop shelves were myriad copies of my book! It looked so beautiful – clean, fresh, modern and utterly buy-able. It was simply thrilling.

Surrounded by family, friends, colleagues and my amazing production team, the evening went in a buzzy blur of book-signings, hugs, laughter, speeches and more than a little prosecco. Not a shred of nerves, just a happy delight in the knowledge that a job has been well done and that I have had the love and support of a whole army of people to see me through. It has been the ride of my life …

0 replies

Leave a Reply

Want to join the discussion?
Feel free to contribute!

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *

WordPress spam blocked by CleanTalk.