However, I now don't feel the need to become a Booker Prize winner, probably because I can't imagine that ever happening to me, or one of my books. I don't see myself becoming the next Barbara Taylor-Bradford, or Gillian Flynn, but I do see myself carrying on with my writing and working hard to write the best books possible. I'm going to continue spending long happy hours writing in my shed, or outside in the garden and enjoying creating characters and plotlines and working on them until the book is good enough (in my eyes) to be published.
I don't see this as lowering my expectations, though maybe it is, but after a year of changes, family illnesses and the loss of two relations, all I really want is to make the most of my life and enjoy every moment, even on cold, miserable days like today.
Do you have writing ambitions that might have altered since you first began writing?
