The first book I tried to write was actually the third book I published while the first book I published was the third book I tried to write. Why?
It all started in June 2015, after weeks, or maybe months, of deep, frantic soul-searching (I’ll tell you all about that some other time). I decided to write and self-publish lesbian fiction and had an idea for a series (I’ll explain why another time too) so I jumped right into getting the first book written. 11 months on, in early or mid-2016, when I had three vastly different rough drafts of that very first book down, I, out of nowhere, got the idea for the Lane Thompson character (the lead in The Woman Who Made Me Feel Strange). I quickly realised she would be a more interesting character to start my series with so I paused all work on my first story to work on hers instead.
By late 2016, I was 80% of the way with the Lane Thompson story when, again, out of nowhere, Snow White and Her Queen materialised in my head (read how that happened here). That story was so clear to me, so straight-forward, so likely to be thought of and written by another person, I knew I had to write it—fast—before anybody else did. So once again, I dropped the Lane Thompson story to write Snow White and Her Queen.
