This week, I’m introducing Forever, Maybe — a novel I first wrote in 2016 (badly) and returned to in 2022 to completely rewrite. It’s a grown-up story about long-term love, midlife drift, and second chances, set in the Glasgow I once called home.
It’s out in August — and today, I’m reflecting on why I wrote it and asking: do we have enough love stories about what happens after the happily ever after?