A couple of months ago, as loyal readers like my mother know, I swapped this blog over to its own domain. Not because I thought that would help me make my fortune with it, but because I have a few ideas for a blog that I would like to commercialise a little, and I thought that the process of setting up Becoming A Fiction Writer as a “real” blog would be great experience for the next ventures. At the same time, it’s really important to me to continue writing this blog to help motivate me to keep up with fiction writing and feel accountable, to myself at least.

In my ignorance, perhaps, I made the old Blogspot version of this blog private thinking that Google wouldn’t get confused by dual content and give me a terrible ranking. Never did it occur to me (because my page views had never suggested this) that I might have loyal readers who would now be lost, unable to find the new home of Becoming A Fiction Writer.

Until yesterday, when I received a lovely message from a reader in Ireland who’d followed my blog for long enough that they found themselves missing it when they couldn’t access it. I’ve now set that reader onto the new address (welcome!) and made the old blog public again to help people find me. Knowing that people are out there and following my progress makes a big difference to me – and reminds me that this weekend is for writing the outline of my second novel. There, I’ve said it, and somebody knows it (and not just my mother – although she’s a great motivator too!).