ME – The Unexpurgated Version
I received my first writing accolade at the age of seven, the illustrious Blue Peter badge for writing a poem about one of their dogs.
I have always loved writing. I didn’t have a particularly easy childhood and writing became a form of escapism for me. I had poetry published by the time I was twelve but, fortunately, my miserable pre-pubescent poetry evolved into tormented teenage angst lyrics when I entered my songwriting phase… which I finally grew out of forty years later.
Throughout my life, I have written on a freelance basis, co-written two factual books, whilst holding down a proper job. The plan was always to make writing my full-time occupation… one day … but the necessity to earn a regular income always got in the way.
In 2015, I started having in-depth discussions with the Universe about my future. I didn’t hold back, The Universe has been around forever, so it is very patient and a very good listener. I confessed that I felt like a drudge to my 9-5, Monday to Friday existence. I was looking for something more enlightening in my life, even if it meant for less financial reward.
The Universe doesn’t beat around the bush, but it was a shock when I was made redundant in June 2015. Jobless at the wrong side of 50 is not good news because finding yourself another one is a nightmare.
Whilst still reeling from that bombshell, four family members died in quick succession. It was fate in its rawest sense. I would never have been allowed the amount of time off work I needed during the six months that followed.
It was during that time that the words Carpe and Diem started springing to mind and I was thinking…
Sod it! Life’s too short not to be doing something you love.
I became a student of Qi Gong at the end of 2016 and my world, generally, is a much calmer place.