Hi there

Thanks for popping in. It’s time to start writing that book that’s been sitting inside me, writing itself for years and years. It’s time for that story to come into the light. Thing is, where does it start? At the beginning, I hear you say. But which beginning? I actually started writing a childrens’ book many years ago. It was quite romantic, a little socio-political, definitely had potential, and was going swimmingly – until my then husband left me and the kids, and this little life changed rather radically. Switched from California living the dream, to Kent start again. But it’s ok. Looking back, it really was exactly what needed to happen. And it’s fine now. No regrets. But let’s just say I had to switch off the budding author in me, and put on my wurkurnmunny hat very quickly. There was no time to write books, and I even lost the manuscript to my childrens’ book somewhere. Bummer. But I remember the gist, and I bet I could write it again – time permitting.

Maybe that’s the starting point. Where I left off over thirty years ago. I had planned on illustrating it too, so that would be a great little passion project, wouldn’t it? There’ll be a few plot twists that wouldn’t have featured in the original draft, too. Thirty-two years of additional life and experiences are bound to influence, don’t you think?

We are going to say a last farewell to a dear friend tomorrow morning. She died way too young and too quickly. Heidi was a real inspiration to me personally, and I guess her early departure has made me reassess my own mortality again. It’s later than we think – it really is. I am really waking up to the fact that my bucket list is languishing while I workworkwork – and that book in me is definitely bubbling to the surface. Heidi is whispering in my ear too…

As Dave always tells me; JFDI.

Love always

Barb x x x