Nearly There…
One Day to Go… Standing on the Platform
Tomorrow, The Light Between Us will finally be out in the world.
I keep saying that sentence and then staring into the middle distance like I’ve just remembered I left the oven on in 1986.
This story has lived with me for a long time. It started with one image: a boy on a train, a girl on a platform, and that awful, stretched-out moment when you know something important is ending and you can’t quite stop it.
From there came Sean and Linda, North London in the mid-80s, school corridors, art rooms, cramped kitchens, train platforms, emails sent too late and messages half-deleted. And now, somehow, we’re here: one day to go.
What you’ll find inside The Light Between Us
No spoilers, but if you crack the spine tomorrow, here’s what you’re stepping into:
First love in ordinary places
Not sweeping beaches or glamorous cities, but school fields, bus stops, and a slightly scruffy art classroom. Sean and Linda’s story starts with shared pencils and borrowed cassette tapes, not grand declarations.Families that feel familiar
Parents doing their best but not always getting it right. Sisters who manage to be infuriating and brilliant in the same breath. The kind of family conversations that start with “I’m only saying this because I care” and go downhill from there.Years that don’t go to plan
They don’t run away together. Life happens instead: jobs, responsibilities, other relationships, money worries, things said in anger and things never said at all. The book doesn’t pretend those things don’t matter—they matter a lot.A second chance of a different kind
There’s no time travel, no magic fix. Just two adults, carrying a lot of history, trying to work out what to do with something that never really went away.
If you like stories that are gentle but honest, that sit somewhere between heartbreak and hope, I think this might be your kind of book.
The mood of the book (aka: what to pair it with)
If I could prescribe the “ideal reading conditions”, they’d probably look like this:
A rainy evening or a quiet Sunday afternoon
A big mug of tea or coffee that goes cold because you forget to drink it
A slightly nostalgic playlist in the background (80s/90s songs optional but recommended)
This isn’t a book about perfect people. It’s about people who try, and fail, and try again. There’s humour, awkwardness, bad decisions, good intentions, and that stubborn little thread of hope that refuses to snap.
How I’m feeling the day before launch
Somewhere between:
🎢 This is amazing, I wrote a whole book!
😬 What if everyone hates it and only my mum finishes it out of politeness?
Mostly, though, I feel grateful. Grateful that Sean and Linda ever turned up in my head. Grateful for everyone who’s listened to me witter on about “this book I’m working on”. Grateful for every pre-order, every comment, every “can’t wait to read it” message.
If you’ve supported the book in any way so far—even if that’s just quietly thinking “That sounds nice” while scrolling—you’re part of why it exists in the world tomorrow.
One last favour before the doors open 🚆
If you’re excited for The Light Between Us (or you know someone who might be), here are a few small things that make a huge difference right now:
Pre-order today if you haven’t yet
Share this post or tag a friend who loves emotional, real-world love stories
Add it to your TBR / wishlist on whatever platform you use
After you’ve read it, leave a short review – even a couple of lines helps other readers find it
These are the little nudges that help a debut find its way through the noise.
Tomorrow…
Tomorrow, you’ll be able to meet Sean and Linda properly.
You’ll stand with them on the school field. You’ll watch them grow up. You’ll be there on the platforms, in the kitchens, in the inboxes, in all the messy, hopeful in-between bits.
And once the book’s out, it won’t just belong to me anymore. It becomes our story—shaped by whatever it stirs up in you: memories, regrets, what-ifs, tiny flickers of courage.
Thank you, truly, for walking this countdown with me.
One day to go.
Next stop: publication day. 💛📖
