Oh, baby: Brussels, here we come

12 months ago: “One day I might go to Brussels to meet my European literary agent, and we’ll Skype my Australian literary agent in Sydney and together have a chat about sending the book I’ve written out to publishers,” said me about my future, never.

This morning: at airport, with my love, raising our traditional pre-flight pint (at 9.30am no less)…because…we’re going to Brussels to meet my European literary agent, to Skype my Australian literary agent in Sydney, and together have a chat about sending the book I’ve written out to publishers.

Mind and heart blown, in a daze, overflowing with gratitude and nerves (and quite possibly beer). Thanks as ever for taking this ride with me.

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