May was an exciting and slightly chaotic month!  Ice Cream Boy came out with Floris Books on the 16th. The virtual blog tour, organised by the fabulous Kelly Lacey, really added to the buzz and Ice Cream Boy got some thoughtful and detailed early reviews. Huge thanks to Kelly and to all the lovely bloggers who joined the tour.

The week before Ice Cream Boy’s launch,  I managed inadvertently to get myself in a social media spat with Matt Lucas, which got so out of hand it led to me being interviewed on Radio 5 Live and appearing in an article in the Independent newspaper.

The amount of attention it got felt a little overwhelming but I am glad my tweet started a very necessary conversation. The support from other children’s authors was amazing. Having said that, I’m not holding my breath that anything will change as a result.

A lot was said on social media during that week about writing quality and ghost writers, but I wasn’t actually complaining about the fact so many celebrities are creating children’s books. I was just feeling frustrated at the privilege of shelf space and marketing celebrity authors are offered. It isn’t a level playing field and to be honest, there have been times I’ve felt like my own books are so under the radar that maybe I should consider throwing in the towel.

But like Matt Lucas, I’ve taken time to reflect. Fame isn’t something I’d relish. Wealth would be nice, and my bills need to be paid, but most of my income as an author comes from visiting schools and libraries and that’s my favourite part of the job.  I’ve spent almost my entire working life encouraging young children to love stories and as a children’s author, inspiring kids to read and write for pleasure is still my main motivation. I know how lucky I am to be doing a job I love.

Ice Cream Boy’s launch was on the 30th and I am very grateful to everyone at Floris and to the staff at Waterstones Braehead for organising such a lovely event. There was ice cream and cake and lots of people came, which is always a big relief!

Now I just have to cross my fingers and hope that readers will enjoy Ice Cream Boy. Hopefully the weather will warm up and and an ice cream themed book will seem the perfect beach read this summer.

Yesterday, I found these scribbled notes , written in December 2021, and while they’re hard to read, I’m glad I wrote it all down and find the final few lines particularly interesting.

March 2020-lockdown- all school author visits cancelled. No paid work. Can’t write. Can’t focus. Horrendous anxiety about Covid, particularly as my daughter Sal is working in covid wards with rubbish PPE.
April-October 2020 Very anxious. doom scrolling constantly. Hair is falling out. pains in my side and insomnia. Scan shows gallstones. Sal gets Covid, is ill for three weeks and I can’t go and see her. Pain in side is getting more intense and often.
November-emergency 2020 op on necrotic gallbladder. Get out of hospital and have to go into isolation for 14 days as patient on ward had covid.
December- A & E in agony – MRi scan – small bile duct stones diagnosed. Quiet Christmas. Mum deteriorating badly. 
Jan- June 2021 helping to care for mum at home- final stages of dementia. School visits on zoom- 2 or 3 a week. Try and have two nights away in May and have to rush back as mum gets a UTI and is poorly.
July 3rd Mum dies. Ian has a heart attack same day. Organise funeral. Visit Ian in hospital. Feel totally shattered but get on with it.
Sept-Dec 2021 New book comes out {Secrets of the Last Merfolk} Trying to promote it, despite all the current barriers, and do school visits both virtual and in-person, start author in residence at Cumbrae Primary, start a new novel about dementia. Join a gym. start yoga and Spanish classes. Trying to get myself back together.

So, it’s now the 1st of May 2024. I still go to the gym three times a week and to my yoga class on Fridays. The Spanish classes ended but I’m still learning Spanish on Duolingo every day without fail. And reading those old notes gives me a real sense that I managed to get myself back together.

The new novel about dementia, Ice Cream Boy, is coming out this month and I am so excited and positive about getting it into the hands of young readers. I am even having a proper in-person launch with wine and cake, my first since 2019.
Ice Cream Boy is dedicated to my mum.

It was in early January 2014 that I decided to enter the Kelpies Prize and it was definitely a life-changing decision!  I am so glad that I decided to ‘chunk the challenge’ and wasn’t overwhelmed by the prospect of writing 40K words in six weeks. The first draft of The Mixed-Up Summer of Lily McLean was sent off with only a couple of days to go before the end of February closing date. Then all I had to do was cross my fingers and hope. You can see by my expression how thrilled I was when the golden envelope was opened and I was told The Mixed-Up Summer was going to be published.

So, after ten years of writing children’s novels, has being a published author been all that I imagined?  The answer is probably no! Some aspects have been beyond my wildest dreams; being nominated for the Carnegie Medal and signing 200 free books for pupils at the Edinburgh Festival School Gala Day both spring to mind. But when I stood on that tiny stage clutching my giant comedy cheque, I had no idea that publication didn’t mean I’d won the race. I was at the starting line – and I’d entered one of those Tough Mudder endurance runs by mistake.

To be honest, I was  totally clueless when my debut novel came out.  I’d no idea that 10,000 children’s novels are published in the UK every year and that it’s not a level playing field. The world of children’s publishing is dominated by celebrities and frankly, my cat gets more likes on social media than I do.

My books have not flown magically into the hands of delighted readers. A LOT of hard work has been required to get noticed at all and sometimes, the constant effort can feel overwhelming. I am so grateful for the support I have received from my local Waterstones branches and from independent bookshops, particularly The Ginger Cat in Bridge of Weir and The Book Nook in Stewarton. Last year, I loved doing creative writing workshops at the Ginger Cat and have enjoyed some fab school events with The Book Nook.

Ten years ago, I was also naive about author income. At the beginning, I fondly imagined that I might one day be able to live on my royalties but soon realised that was never going to be a possibility. If I was going to make a living as a writer, my income would need to come from school, festival and library visits. But over the last ten years, school budgets have come under increasing strain and now I am often asked to do free visits. Unless there’s a particular reason, I say no, partly because I don’t want to undermine other authors and partly because my bills need to be paid!

Luckily, I’ve got my priorities worked out now and try and play to my strengths. As an ex-primary teacher , I really want to encourage reading for pleasure, so I’ve sent hundreds of letters to schools this year, in an effort to inspire young readers. I’m also keen to support teachers, so I create  comprehensive teachers resources for all of my novels and it’s an amazing buzz to know that my books, The Titanic Detective Agency in particular, are being read in schools all over the UK.

Ten years later, fame and riches have not materialised and there are daily frustrations (often the banging head against a wall sort) but I have no regrets about becoming a children’s author. Every time I get a lovely message from a parent telling me I’ve inspired their child or from a young reader saying they love my books, I feel I’ve won that Tough Mudder race after all.

It has been a busy year so far!

It started with the huge excitement of my son Matt being on television, playing Limbo in  BBC1 and Synchronicity Films brilliant adaptation of Andrew O’Hagan’s Mayflies.

Mayflies was an excellent, heartbreaking production and I am hardly biased at all.

In March, I did my first international author visit, and spent  a wonderful three days  doing workshops at the European School in Luxembourg, plus a lovely afternoon exploring the city. So grateful to the organisers for making it such an enjoyable visit.

My European adventure was followed by Unicorn Weekend at Stirling Castle, which was tremendous fun. I did four creative writing workshops and four readings in the Great Hall over the weekend, all themed around wild unicorns.

After that came the excitement of the launch of Euro Spies in April. Grateful thanks to Waterstones in Silverburn for organising a lovely launch, to all the kind booksellers who welcomed me in for signings and to the schools who engaged so enthusiastically in code cracking and clue solving events!

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Euro Spies is a fun spy caper set in six European cities – Paris, Bern, Rome, Venice, Vienna, Brussels and Amsterdam and I was lucky enough to be on a trip to Rome around the same time. There were so many perfect promotion opportunities. And so much pizza and pasta.

The summer term was packed with school visits, including a super afternoon as guest author at Bo’ness Academy’s fantastic Junior Red event and a lovely trip on the ferry to Kirn Primary in Dunoon. There were also some delightful meet-ups with fellow writers, at the Children’s Books North Social  and the Scottish children’s publishing picnic in Edinburgh.

Thankfully, despite being so busy drinking Prosecco and chatting to writing pals, I’ve managed to fit in some writing. My first reading book for schools, Terror on Titanic, is being published by Badger Learning on the 8th of September. Terror on Titanic relates the terrifying real-life experiences of Ruth Becker, who was just 12 years old when she boarded the doomed ship with her mother and younger siblings.

Currently, I am researching and writing another reading book for schools, again based on a real-life historical disaster, as well as doing line-edits for a new novel, which is coming out next year with Floris Books. More details about this one coming soon!

I’ve ignored this blog for too long and now there’s too much to include, so here’s some happenings from March to August!

The Rewilders came out on the 24th of March, which seems ages ago now, and I had a lovely book signing at Waterstones Silverburn to celebrate. I was keen to keep the event quite low-key, as I’d been told earlier in the month that the dodgy-looking mole on my arm was a malignant melanoma, so didn’t want to add to my already high stress levels! The NHS were amazing and removed the mole in super-quick time. For the next five years, I’ve to go for 3-monthly check-ups on all my moles and if I’ve any worries about them, I can phone the cancer nurse for advice and they’ll see me asap. We are so lucky to have our NHS and should be doing all we can to ensure we don’t lose it!

The most exciting happening in May was the British Book Awards. Cranachan Books had been declared Small Publisher of the Year Scotland 2022 and we were all keen to celebrate in London. It was a wonderful evening and a thrill to meet lots of amazing authors, including Hannah Gold and Val McDiarmid, and to catch up with friends!

In June, I made a delightful trip to Mull to meet the staff and pupils of Dervaig Primary. Getting to do an event in their gorgeous Community Orchard was a real privilege.  I also learned a lot about the local wildlife. When one wee lad told me he was missing his hens,  I asked if they’d been taken by a fox. He gave me a look. “There are no foxes on Mull, Lindsay. The otters came down the hill and killed all my hens.” And there was me, thinking otters were cute.

Inverclyde’s Meliora Festival in mid-June was tremendous fun. My first event in a massive inflatable structure! It was followed by a relaxing week’s holiday in Sorrento and an author visit to the Scottish Game Fair.

August highlights were attending the Edinburgh Book Festival’s opening party, meeting Elmer the elephant, doing an author event ‘Scottish Rewilding Adventures’ at the festival and finding out that my son Matt has got a part in the tv adaptation of Andrew O’Hagan’s Mayflies. So excited about the prospect of seeing my boy on the telly!