Today I have great pleasure in welcoming the talented Kim Nash to the blog to launch the first in my guest blog series on Chasing Dreams.
I was 50 years old when my debut novel was published.
I was the little girl who dreamed
of being an author one day, but thought that to be an author, you had to live
in a big house by the coast, and your writing desk had a delightful view over a
beautifully tended garden with masses of vibrant, multi-coloured flowers and
close-cut, emerald-green grass which looked out over the sea. That’s where I thought the muse would strike.
When my Mom died, I wrote my
things down. I found it cathartic and I wrote about my innermost feelings that
I couldn’t share with my family at that time, because I didn’t want to upset
them anymore than they already were. I wrote what I thought Mom would say to me
if she could talk to me from heaven. I
kept it on my computer and years later I showed it to my sister. It made her cry.
Years later, once my son had grown
up and I had a bit more spare time on my hands, I came back to it. For some reason after years of saying to
people ‘one day I’d love to write a book’, I realised that the only way this
book of mine was ever going to get written was if I got off my backside and
bloody write it.
By this time, I was heavily into my book blogging. Through that, and the fact that I’d somehow blagged myself a job in the publishing world, I had met so many authors, some mega famous that I’d been a reader and fan of for year, and some not so well-know but the one thing that I realised was that these were people just like me. People who had a dream once, to write a book and then maybe some more, but the difference between them and me, was that they had made it happen.
It was those authors, that I was
surrounded by on a daily basis, those authors who were living their dream day
in day out, that motivated me and supported me to write. I remember author Caroline Mitchell sending me
a gorgeous notebook and in the front, she’d written a lovely message telling me
to follow my dreams. So many others like
Angie Marsons also paid a big part in encouraging me. Cathy Bramley helped me
when I was stuck with a plot hole.
Miranda Dickinson invited me along to workshops.
Petrified to think that I had got
above my station in life, and to think I could be an author, I didn’t really
tell people I was writing. I didn’t want
them to laugh at me. I didn’t want to
fail and for me to look like a fool. I
felt like I was too old to put myself through all that. Self-doubt crept in and
I didn’t know if I could do it.
But, fired up by all these
wonderful people in my life, I put my big girl pants on, and I gave up time
when I would usually maybe watch tv, and I would listen to podcasts by writers
and for writers. I read books about
writing. I talked about writing. I
devoured everything I could get my hands on, but then I also did the work.
I WROTE! And I wrote some more.
My debut novel was published in
April 2019. I was 50 years old. Not a bad achievement eh?
On March 30th 2021, my
fourth novel was published. And this
post is to encourage anyone out there who has a dream, to go and follow your
dream. Don’t worry what other people think.
Does it really matter? And if people laugh at you – are they your
“You're the average of
the five people spend the most time with,” is a quote
attributed most often to motivational speaker Jim Rohn. Surround yourself with the people who will
lift you, motivate you, support you.
Those who will be happy for you when you have success.
Find your tribe and go and follow those dreams.
You've got this!
You've got this!
About the author
Kim Nash is an author of uplifting, funny,
heartwarming, feel-good, romantic fiction.
Her book Sunshine and Second Chances, was shortlisted for the 2020 Amazon Kindle Storyteller Award.
Moonlight Over Muddleford Cove, was published on 30th March 2021.
She lives in Staffordshire with son Ollie and
English Setter rescue dog Roni, is Head of Publicity for publisher Bookouture
(part of Hachette UK) and is a book blogger at www.kimthebookworm.co.uk.
When she's not working or writing, and in non-Covid times, Kim can be found walking her dog at Cannock Chase, reading, writing, standing on the sidelines of a football pitch cheering on Ollie, and binge watching box sets on the TV. She's also quite partial to a spa day and a gin and tonic (not at the same time!) Kim also runs a book club in Cannock, Staffs and organises local and national reader/author events.
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