Where Do I Start?

So, here I am, sitting in my back garden, listening to the birds accompanied by the rather intrusive sounds of some heavy drilling. Shy, my wee Frenchie is snoring. It’s sunny and warm so I’m drinking it all in. Yesterday I thought the world was going to end but today life feels sweet.

Me and the ‘dawg’

I had a revelation 2 weeks ago. I was exploring what my ‘purpose’ in life is. Yes, that sounds like hippy-dippy-baloney - but about time.

One of my bezzies invited me to a talk by Levison Wood after which I felt totally inspired to just get on with my shit and stop procrastinating.

Grandad was my other inspo, having writing 2 tomes in his 80’s: Is That Your Last Bid? & “Going, Going, ...”

He was a livestock auctioneer and farmer and when he had to step back from both he filled his time recounting tales of living in Northumberland. Once they were each done he self published and drove his own PR campaign, phoning and writing to everyone in his address book about it; stopping strangers on the street (bit weird but effective) and calling into every shop in his local town to see if they’d sell them (many did). It gave him a reason to keep going and I’m so grateful to have these tales of his life. He lived ‘til nearly 97 years old and I know writing helped him along the way.

So, if he could do it - so could I.

I’ve always want to write a book but didn’t know where to start, however - I’ve realised that this is my purpose: To share my experiences of living with brain cancer and perhaps help others along the way.

I have absolutly no idea where to start so I thought perhaps just letting my flow of consciousness loose on this platform might be a good way to get me warmed up, find others who might find it interesting and learn from my mistakes!

There, that’s my toe in the water. I think Grandad would approve.

Thanks for reading.