Category: Writing


Sydney book launch

Awesome doesn’t even begin to describe it. The launch of my book ‘Art From Adversity’ on Saturday was all I hoped it would be and more. Thank you all so much for supporting me. I really appreciate it. I raised $1,000 for mental health research that will benefit young people, especially young women. Photos to come!!


Where to buy my book

My book is now available for purchase through the publisher’s website and also through Amazon and Barnes and Noble.

I still haven’t seen it yet. It comes on Monday (I hope).



How to make a book trailer

Hi everyone,

I haven’t posted anything for a few days because I have been busy making a book trailer. Does anyone know what a book trailer is? Or how to make one? Before this weekend I had no idea.

About a week ago, my publisher suggested that it might be a good idea to do one for my book. ‘Yes’, I thought, ‘what a great idea’. ‘But what is a book trailer?’ I didn’t know. I googled ‘book trailer’ and ‘how to make a book trailer’, but wasn’t enlightened.

Anyway, I mentioned it to my daughter and lo and behold, she set me up with iMovie and showed me how to use photos and music to make my book trailer. It was so much fun. I can’t thank her enough.

Anyway, I have been working on it non-stop (obsessively) all day and all night for the past two days and it is finished. I am SO happy with it. I don’t know what the publisher will think – I can’t wait for his feedback.

Once everyone at the publishing house is happy with it, it will be made into a youtube clip and embedded in the publisher’s website and mine as well. There’s nothing like being on a steep learning curve. Exciting times.

Comments anyone?


A post for Claire

Hi Claire,

This is why I am publishing my book:

‘Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.’

Martin Luthur King Junior


Into the deep end

‘Remember the high board at the swimming pool? After days of looking up at it you finally climbed the wet steps to the platform. From there, it was higher than ever. There were only two ways down: the steps to defeat of the dive to victory. You stood on the edge, shivering in the hot sun, deathly afraid. At last you leaned too far forward, it was too late for retreat, and you dived. The high board was conquered, and you spent the rest of the day diving. Climbing a thousand high boards, we demolish fear, and turn into human beings.’

Richard Bach – A Gift of Wings


Publishing a mental health memoir

If you raise your head above the parapet you have to be prepared to have it shot off. This applies to all writing especially to a memoir. It particularly applies if you have a mental illness. When I was deciding whether to publish a memoir I railed against my desire to peek over the parapet, but in the end I capitulated. The need to tell my story was too great.

I don’t care what anyone says about how much better things are in terms of stigma about mental illness and how public opinion has changed, they haven’t changed enough. ‘Mental illness is still stigmatised and stigmatising. (Betsy Lerner, An Editor’s advice to writers: the forest for the trees. Macmillan, 2000 New York.128). People think differently about you when they know you’ve got a mental illness. Calling attention to it and to you invites scrutiny that can taint your relationship with others and you can be an embarrassment.

‘The destruction of your reputation may come with a bomb blast, but more likely it will come with a whisper, so quiet that you don’t hear it, but sense its presence. It can ripple out as when you drop a stone in the water. We confer greatness only posthumously upon those who suffer from a mental illness. In life, unless you have your disease under control, it will be a source of speculative talk for most people, if not downright derision. No matter what you do or what you produce, rumours about your so-called condition will follow you, and your behaviour, opinions and work will be scrutinised for signs of your illness. If you suffer from manic depression (bipolar disorder), your work and behaviour will be judged accordingly.’ ( Lerner, p.124).

I always wanted to go to the Winter Olympics. I was one of the chosen few. I trained and trained until I was as ready as I could be. I climbed the steps. I hesitated at the top of the ski jump, wondering and hoping. Then I launched. I am now hurtling down the slope at ever increasing speed. The exhilaration and fear are focusing my attention on the beauty of the here and now. Momentum is building and the end is in sight.

My Sydney book launch is on May 4th from 2.00pm until 4.00pm. All are welcome. Let me know if you would like to come – I’d love to see you there.


Book launch

My book launch is going to be happening towards the end of April next year and I have to start planning. It is going to be a fundraiser and all the money I make I will donate to Down syndrome NSW and a mental health charity.

There will be an Auslan interpreter for my Deaf friends and some entertainment (I am hoping to get some sponsorship otherwise there won’t be any entertainment).

The Professor launching the book will speak about his CADE Clinic and the work he is doing there. He is an inspiration and an eminent expert in the field of mental health. It is going to be really great.

I am thinking of having the launch at Gleebooks, in Sydney.

Does anyone have any ideas about having a book launch? Or getting someone to sponsor it?

I would really appreciate your feedback.


Words have power

I wrote my book because words have power.

I discovered the power of words when I was about nine. I had one of those mothers you could never argue with. Well, you could, but she wouldn’t listen. I often seethed with the silent rage of impotence because I was never allowed to contradict her or raise my voice. After yet another one-sided argument, I decided to write my side of the story on a piece of paper and put it on her bed. I argued my case, detailing all the reasons why I was right and she was wrong. The words spilled out onto the page. My mother never mentioned that she had received my letter or read it, but I knew that she would have and that was more than enough for me.

All anyone wants is to be heard.

My son, who has Down syndrome will never be capable of writing me a letter. But that doesn’t mean cannot harness the power of the written word. He knows what a diary is for and he often checks my diary to see if his name is in there. One day he brought me my diary and pointed to a day with his name on it. I told him he was scheduled to go to a communication workshop and he indicated most strongly that didn’t want to go. I fobbed him off, saying we’d talk about it later, etc, fully intending to take him. I am sure that he must often seethe with the silent rage of impotence. A few minutes later he brought me back the diary opened to the page we had been looking at. The entry was gone. He had taken the white out and simply deleted it from my diary. If it wasn’t in the diary, then it wasn’t going to happen.

All he wanted was to be heard.



‘But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling like dew upon a thought, produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions, think.’

Lord Byron, Don Juan


Anne Naylor’s bipolar book

This is my book cover. It is a bit small and hard to read here, but you get the general idea.
I am so happy with the way my paintings turned out – the colours are really vibrant.
There is a synopsis and sample chapter in the new ‘My book’ page (see the tab above).
I have also changed the text in ‘My bio’. Let me know what you think.

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