Total pages in book: 117
Estimated words: 111096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 111096 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 555(@200wpm)___ 444(@250wpm)___ 370(@300wpm)
I’m writing Fiona and Kip as we speak.
Anyway, back to the point.
As always with me, this book turned into something bigger, deeper and longer. Therefore, I turned into what I always turn into during the writing process—a hot mess.
In addition to writing a book, I was also testing recipes. And I’m already a chaotic baker. Try being a chaotic baker on a deadline.
Not pretty.
I had so much fun writing this book. And, as always, it wouldn’t be what it is without the people around me.
Taylor. My husband. The man who comes home with flowers, with treats, who treats me gently and kindly when I’m slowly unraveling. The man who taste tested every recipe even though he’s ‘not a dessert person’. The man who I fell in love with despite that ;)
My biggest cheerleader. My best friend. My soul mate. I’m endlessly glad fate brought me to you.
Mum. You always pick up the phone. You listen to me cry, vent and talk a million miles a minute after many, many coffees. You tell me to buy the purse. You were the one who introduced me to reading. Who told me I could be whoever or whatever I wanted.
Dad. You’re not here to read this but so much of who I am is thanks to you. My expensive taste comes from you. My stubbornness. You taught me to do everything a man could do and to do it better. I love you. Not a day goes by that I don’t miss you.
Nana. Baking definitely skipped a generation (sorry Mum). My memories of coming to your house and baking with you are so precious. I still call you and ask tips on the perfect pavlova. You instilled my love of baking and ensured the process comes with so many happy memories.
Jessica Gadziala. Yet another beautiful soul who gives me advice, who lets me vent, who gives me a safe space. You are supremely talented and a wonderful friend and author.
Amo Jones. My ride or die. I love you endlessly. We are soul sisters.
Cat Imb. Your light is so bright, your heart is so big and your talent is endless. Thank you for creating covers that make me want to write a book worthy of them. Thank you for being my friend. I adore you.
Annette. You handle my crazy always. I would be so fricking lost without you. I’m so grateful to have you as my friend.
Kim. Yet another badass woman who handles my crazy. Who edits these words tirelessly and is so dedicated to make this story the best it can be. Thank you for all of your hard work.
Ginny. Thank you so much for always being there. For loving my characters as much as I do. For telling me what I need to hear. You are the best.
My girls. Harriet, Polly & Emma. You’re half a world away but distance means nothing. You’ve all gotten me through some of the hardest times of my life and I’m so so lucky to have you as friends, as sisters.
And last but not least, you, the reader. Without you, dear reader, I would not be here. I would not be creating stories as a job. Thank you for making my dreams come true.