No shame, no apology, no regret.

Writers often apologise when they share glowing newspaper reviews or a reader’s praise of their books. I often see them saying that it feels like ‘bad form’ or that it seems somehow vain to retweet positive blog posts. They admit that they feel they are perhaps supposed to – in order to be visible, to promote their work – but that it feels cheap. Some have said that it maybe doesn’t count if it comes from them. They seem embarrassed, like they’ve committed some grave error or sin.

And that makes me sad.

My first review for my debut; a proud, overshared moment.

I always share the positive reviews that I’m tagged in. I also share ones that I’ve read if they touched me. I never apologise. I’m not humble about it. I retweet or share or post a link without shame, without apology, without regret.

Here’s why.

It took me ten years to get a book deal. It took me four novels and thousands of rejections to finally see my debut in print. I spent between three months and a year writing each of my so far nine books. I lived and breathed the characters for the whole of that time. I didn’t sleep when a plot had me in tangles. I scribbled notes in the dark when a poetic paragraph came to me. I sweated over every word I wrote; I tightened each sentence, deleted entire pages and rewrote them better, then edited again and again and again. I took on critiques from beta readers and tightened each novel further. I edited again for my publisher. Then again. Then again. I gave my full heart and time and effort to the process each time.

I loved every moment. I made my book the best I hoped it could be.

My first review in the US; in Publisher’s Weekly.

So, I don’t think it’s wrong or vain or embarrassing to share any praise that happens when my book finally goes into the world. I think it’s fine not to share if you don’t want to, but if you are going to, be glorious in it. Be proud. Be loud. Joyful. You deserve to be. I am. I will not crawl quietly into the shadows. I’m grateful for every review. For every kind message. To each and every blogger and reader. They took the time to review my book and I want them to know how grateful I am.

I love seeing other writers share theirs.

Please, dear writers, be loud and joyful with yours too. Nothing makes me happier. You earned it.

When my fourth novel was embossed, you can be sure I shared it to death.

Published by Louise Beech

I remember sitting in her father's cross-legged lap while he tried to show me his guitar's chords. He's a musician. My small fingers stumbled and gave up. I was three. His music sheets fascinated me - such strange language that translated into music. My mother teaches languages, French and English, so her fluency with words fired my interest. I knew from being small that I wanted to write, to create, to make magic. I love all forms of writing. My short stories have won the Glass Woman Prize, the Eric Hoffer Award for Prose, and the Aesthetica Creative Works competition, as well as shortlisting twice for the Bridport Prize and being published in a variety of UK magazines. My first play, Afloat, was performed at Hull Truck Theatre in 2012. I also wrote a ten-year newspaper column for the Hull Daily Mail about being a parent, garnering love/hate criticism. My debut novel, How to be Brave, was a Guardian Readers' pick for 2015. I'm inspired by life, history, survival and love, and always have a story in my head. My novel, How to be Brave, came from truth - when my daughter got Type 1 Diabetes I helped her cope by sharing my grandad's real life sea survival story. My second novel, The Mountain in my Shoe, will be released in September 2016 and was inspired by my time working with children in the care system.

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