Last week, I attended a local fair, which is held annually. It was a lovely day, and I sold 6 books, which I was wrapt with. It might not sound like a lot, but for me, that is 6 more than I normally sell in January.

One lady picked up the book and read my bio, and asked why I put Motropolis as the place I live. And I thought it would make a good blog post.

You see, I’m quite a private little introvert, who does things quietly. I don’t like making a big song and dance about where I live, or what I do. So, when I moved from Tapawera to Motueka, I decided to call it Motropolis, to make it sound like a huge centre.. Plus, it’s a play on the name. (And there is a business centre here called, Motropolis.)

I also called Marlborough, Wineborough – for obvious reasons, and Blenheim I have call Wineheim – again for obvious reasons. So now, if I say I’ve been visiting with family in Wineheim, you’ll know that I’ve been to Blenheim.

I got my manuscript “Gaining Grace” away to my editor on Saturday, so Sunday, I gave myself a wee rest from the computer (until I had to write this blog). I need to think of a suitable celebration for doing such things as, finishing a manuscript, getting it off to the editor, publishing it. Any suggestions would be welcome.

This week, I will focus back into my writing routine. Now I’m going to the gym earlier, I can get myself sorted for my writing hour or two, and hopeful start cranking out those books for you.