Prologue The eyes look at her and Demi laughs. She turns to the child next to her, the one she has played with all week, but the boy is not there. Nor is the girl who is looking after them, nor are the other children. She is alone with the butterfly and the sunshine. . […]
We need to be soft and sensitive on the inside to be able to write about feelings, be open to new ideas and have a reasonably tough skin to take the inevitable criticisms and rejections. Perhaps a little talent helps. And we need to be physically, emotionally and psychologically prepared to keep on writing and cope with the knock-backs every writer receives.