My twenties and early thirties were utterly reckless. While trying to maintain a steady job in London’s recruitment world, I gravitated to all things wild and gloriously inappropriate.  

Self-sabotage came naturally to me. Drink? Yes! Recreational drugs? Even better! Trying my best to navigate my way through the heartbreaking grief of my gorgeous mum dying, my painkillers of choice, pinot grigio and cocaine, led me to hundreds of good-looking, sweet-talking, highly inappropriate you-know-whats, trying to get into my knickers. Given how lost and messed up I was, it’s no wonder they usually succeeded.  

EVERY TIME, I prayed the encounter would lead to my beautiful love story and heal me from my mum grief. EVERY TIME, I was met with another empty and hopeless one-night stand. EVERY TIME, my self-worth and self-respect sank lower than rock bottom’s basement. As for self-love? Forget it! 

Drawing inspiration from my own experiences, it’s been wonderfully entertaining and cathartic to create the character of Soho Summers and watch her stumble through similar sticky situations to those I once lived through. I’ve roared with laughter at the crazily bonkers times, sobbed my heart out re-opening old wounds, deeply reflected on, learnt from, and giggled at my major life screw-ups, and learned so much about who I really am. Now, my messy life during those years makes acute sense to me; it was all perfectly necessary to lead me up to this moment – to love deeply, to suffer, to turn self-sabotage into self-love, to turn wounds into wisdom, pain into purpose, and to share stories that are gloriously human, reckless, raw, and written with heart and humour.  

Having eagerly attended numerous writers’ workshops over the past two years, one thing is crystal clear. To become a successful author, no matter how excellent your work may be, you also need a polished website and a strong social media presence. For months, I’ve wondered how this works for someone who’s been on a social media detox for ten years and is fantastically IT illiterate. That’s right, you guessed it, someone like me! Having spent far too long in my procrastinating ‘f******ck zone!’, I’ve had no option but to swap my ‘Big Girl Pants’ for ‘Ginormous Granny Knickers’ and gingerly step into the big, wide world of all things online and social. So here I am. Please be kind.

For now, I’ve decided to keep my social media posts simple and to the point: no selfies, no filters, just universal truths I’ve learnt in recent years, on my mission to evolve from self-sabotage to self-love. The good news? I get goosebumps with each one I write. I hope that as you read them, you feel something, too.

I’d be very grateful if you could support me by following me on social media, generously sharing my social links, and buying my books when they arrive. My dream is not just for my books to do well, but to be able to generously give back. I’d love to support as many charities as possible, starting with those closest to my heart: 

• - Cancer Research UK: Funds scientists, doctors, and nurses to work towards the prevention, diagnosis and treatment of cancer. 

• - Mind: A drug, alcohol, and mental health charity. 

• - Shelter: Helps millions of people every year struggling with homelessness. 

Your help in turning this dream into a reality would be amazing, and I am so, SO grateful.  

While I hope my books entertain, I also hope they inspire readers to avoid making the same heart-punching muck-ups as me…… unless you want to, that is….! ;)

Please watch out for my first book, ‘Love, Grief, & More Sex Than Pinot' from the ‘Soho Summers Series’ arriving April 2026!

Your time is precious, so from my heart to yours, thank you for reading. 

With love and a splash of pinot, 

Sacha 💋