2004
When eighteen-year-old Robin Fleming runs away from her heartless father - a Scotsman working in Brussels - she heads north, in an attempt to reach Kirkcaldy, where her mother lived before her death. As Robin has no means of her own, she cycles her way up, but due to extreme hot temperatures she crashes around London and is taken in by a couple of complete strangers.
At first sight she seems to have landed in a perfect family: mother, father, 3 sons with loving partners, and the youngest son's Scottish best friend, Lorna, and her half-brother, William, with his girlfriend. She can't believe her luck when William - like herself a musician to the core - offers her a job as a drummer in his studio. She's even more taken aback when she falls in love with Lorna.
But Robin soon realises a lot of emotions lie beneath a very thin surface and easily divide the group. When Robin finds herself drawn to William, the very cause of the rift, her own past violently hits back at her and together with William, she tries to keep the group together, even if it is at the expense of their own welfare.
Written for the first time when I was sixteen, this novel is about dealing with pain in a way few of us want to recognise: self-harm. When music and poetry are blocked by a massive wall of inner pain without anyone to break through it, sometimes self-harm is the only way out.
This book needs some revision and who knows what will happen after that.