Caroline Smailes – Dreams And The Writer

I heard the words I’d typed – one day, years ago, not feeling like a ‘proper’ writer – brought to life on my TV screen. A dream achieved. Last night I watched the film of my novel; no eyes on me, no need to alter my expression for fear of upsetting the director. I wore pyjamas and heard the words I’d typed – years ago, not feeling like a ‘proper’ writer – on my TV. A dream achieved.

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