Our local paper carried a little article about me last week. Quite a few people got in touch to say congrats, all very exciting.
A few days later I met the headteacher of my son’s future school, and we got chatting about the fact I write children’s books.
“I’ve been looking for a local children’s author to open our new school library,” she said.
“I was trying to get Jonathan Stroud.”
“But he’s going to be in America.”
“It’s so important to show the children that they shouldn’t limit their horizons. It’s great for them to meet local people who have been really successful.”
I flex my red ribbon-cutting muscles.
“So let me know if you can think of anybody.”
And with those words, my 15 minutes of fame were officially O to the V to the E to the R.
Does anyone have a number for Jonathan Stroud?