24 Apr 2024
Years ago, I started writing a book about a lilttle vampire called Bram who hated the taste of blood. It was supposed to be a short book with illustrations for kids, the first in a series. I was supposed to finish it quickly, contact every childrens book publisher in Europe and start writing the next one. Bish, bash, bosh, easy, peasy. “I’ll be rolling in the millions in no time,” I thought. After all, that’s what JK Rowling did wasn’t it?!