I’ve never been much of a reader which I guess is a little surprising coming from someone who loves to write. Besides my monthly dose of my magazine subscription and now my obsession with reading a million blogs, my book reading was limited to some great books I got for Christmas and then it stopped. Until now…
As a massive fan, ok maybe slightly crazed fan of blogger Mia Freedman, I was delighted to hear a while back that she was writing a book. Not a fictional story, but a story about her life. Brave and honest is an understatement. Would you publish a story for the world to read about your life? No, I didn’t think so!
Anyway, so being the nutbag fan that I am, I of course pre-ordered my copy which I joyfully found out afterwards would be personally signed by Mia! Woooohoooo! Did I mention I was a fan?! Ok, I’ll stop now.
So when my copy of Mama Mia: A Memoir of Mistakes, Magazines and Motherhood arrived, to say I was delighted would be an understatement.
Mia’s climb through the magazine world was not just interesting, but a little reality check, that you don’t just walk into ACP Magazines and ‘poof’ *cue puff of smoke here* become an Editor. More captivating though was Mia’s personal struggle. Happy news, sad news, I’m a cryer. So reading the very honest words from Mia telling the story of when she lost her unborn baby at 19 weeks and the struggles that followed, I had no hope. There were tears.
Learning the truth behind Mia’s TV career was refreshing for someone to stand up and acknowledge the ‘boys club’ and was bold for her to say, you know what, I don’t think TV is for me.
I could write all day about the ins and out’s of Mia’s book, but I won’t. Do yourself a favour and grab yourself a copy today. I promise you’ll enjoy the rollercoaster as you join Mia on her journey.