How Trying to Sell Books Accidentally Manifested My Husband
The strange chain of events that led me from twelve years of being single to a decade-long investigation into deliberate creation.
Trust me, I thought so too.
At the time, I'd been single for almost 12 years.
Not "taking a break from dating" single.
Not "focusing on myself" single.
Properly, spectacularly single.
The kind of single where you've been on enough bad dates to start wondering if the universe is taking the piss.
So naturally...
I wrote a book about it.
No, seriously.
My first book was called The G.F. List and it was basically a collection of dating disasters, relationship lessons and all the reasons I was sick to death of meeting the wrong people.
The book did surprisingly well.
It topped Amazon charts.
Landed me in national media.
Opened doors I never expected.
My love life?
Still flatlining.
Which was frustrating because when I looked at the rest of my life, things worked out all the time.
Professionally, I could set a goal and somehow find my way there.
Sales.
Banking.
Leadership roles.
Promotions.
Pay rises.
Awards.
Publishing.
If I wanted something professionally, I always found a way to make it happen.
But relationships?
That part felt completely broken.
At the time I was reading manifestation books.
Watching manifestation videos.
Trying visualisation exercises.
Writing lists.
Setting intentions.
Dabbling in Wicca.
Experimenting with every weird and wonderful thing I could get my hands on.
And honestly?
Most of it seemed to do jack shit.
So eventually I gave up trying to force it.
I stopped obsessing over relationships.
Stopped trying to crack the code.
And decided to write another book.
This time I wrote a fictional story under a pen name.
Nina Szabo.
I made myself the main character.
Created scenes.
Conversations.
Experiences.
A completely fictional version of my life.
I wasn't trying to manifest anything.
I was writing a story.
That's it.
Then three months later something happened that changed everything.
I reconnected with a guy I hadn't seen in almost twenty years.
That guy is now my husband.
At first I thought that was the weird part.
It wasn't.
The weird part came afterwards.
Because little details from the manuscript I'd been writing started showing up in real life.
At first it was easy to brush off.
A coincidence.
Then another coincidence.
Then another.
And another.
Until eventually I couldn't ignore what was happening anymore.
Because these weren't vague similarities.
(Not my real husband)
These weren't "I manifested a car park" similarities.
These were bizarrely specific details.
The original name I'd used for the character.
His occupation.
His family dynamics.
Past relationship history.
Conversations that happened almost word-for-word.
Experiences.
Personality traits.
A favourite pasta dish.
Even discussions about converting a spare room into a wardrobe because I owned too many clothes.
The deeper our relationship went, the more similarities appeared.
By the time I counted more than fourteen things that had shown up from that manuscript, my logical brain had completely checked out.
I couldn't explain it.
I couldn't ignore it.
And I definitely couldn't stop thinking about it.
The more it happened, the more obsessed I became.
Not because I wanted to become a manifestation teacher.
Not because I wanted to sell courses.
Not because I thought I'd discovered the meaning of life.
I genuinely wanted to know:
"What the hell just happened?"
Because if I could accidentally create something with that level of accuracy...
Why couldn't I do it on purpose?
And if all the manifestation techniques I'd been trying before hadn't worked...
What was different about this?
That question sent me down a rabbit hole that lasted the next decade.
I read.
Studied.
Experimented.
Observed.
Connected dots.
Tested ideas.
Rejected ideas.
Then tested some more.
What I discovered completely changed the way I think about deliberate creation.
It also explained why so many people spend years visualising, scripting, affirming, journaling and trying to force outcomes... while getting little or no traction.
Here's what I believe now:
There isn't one perfect manifestation method.
There isn't a magic ritual.
And there certainly isn't a universal formula that works exactly the same way for everyone.
But there are patterns.
There are principles.
And there are a handful of things that almost everyone overlooks.
The funny thing is...
The biggest lesson wasn't hiding in a manifestation book.
It was hiding inside a fictional story I wrote by accident.
Anyway...
If you're here because you've had moments where deliberate creation worked brilliantly...
But you've also had moments where it felt like nothing you did made any difference...
You're in exactly the right place.
Because that's the question I've spent the last decade trying to answer.
And the biggest discovery I made is waiting for you inside the free ebook below.
It might just save you ten years.
