I have started my latest book... and for the first (and probably last) time, I’m trying my hand at fiction.
I am well aware that writing will never bring me fame and fortune, but however many or few books I write, hopefully some will ultimately remain as a reminder of who and what I was. That is why this book is so important to me... everything I’ve written so far has involved real events, real people; books that in fairness that could have been written (and probably a lot better) by many other people.
But not this one...
I want to tell a story, some of which will have basis in fact, but basically it is “a story”.
Two people, teenagers, who know each other by sight, but start to spend time together because of the smallest twist of fate... the one thing that I believe drives my life... all our lives. The story will focus (almost to the exclusion of any other major character) on the developing relationship of two young people each struggling to come to terms with events from their past, but able to relate and almost understand each other in a way they could never understand or accept themselves.
Since 2004, I have made several attempts at telling this story; all of which have faltered at some point. At one stage, I had written something like 30,000 words, but just couldn’t maintain the clarity of thought, or quality of text to justify plodding on, given how much this piece of work means to me.
Obviously, since then, my own personal life has changed (for the better) beyond words and maybe it’s because of the stability and contentment that I now have that I feel able to revisit the book that I hope... I want... to define me as a writer and perhaps even as a person...
So the journey... or journeys even... of (self) discovery is/are about to begin for two eighteen year olds...
Will there be a happy ending? Well that would be telling, but what I will say is that whilst many people touch our lives, there are very few who make a genuine and permanent difference.
This book is about making a difference and I hope one day, some of you will want to read it...
All my own work... almost.