A document containing a synopsis, extract of my book, social media links and a biog have gone off today, as requested. I spent a happy day with a great photographer friend who saved me from painful self-timer profile picture shenanigans, and have a great ‘author photo’ thanks to him. But no one could step in and alleviate the hell of trying to make a film. Just ghastly. I suddenly become an organism whose only physical attribute seems to be holding my voice at a single thin and lifeless pitch. It looks and sounds silly, so far. But I think I’m beginning to find a way to do it. The trick, I reckon is not to start in a weirdly heightened state of stiffness then try to work out what relaxed and normal actually feels like, but to start off feeling relaxed and normal. Easy ….. Yes, really. I am going to do it this weekend, and it WILL be easy… won’t it?
Here though, is the photo, taken by the very talented Ren Brocklehurst. Thank you so much Ren.
Lulu Allison, contemporary fiction author 