I have a book to write, it has come along in little bits and pieces but it cries for my undivided attention like an impatient baby cries for it's mother's breast. I have been very unsettled over the past few weeks, life has been very unkind in many ways and I feel as though I am the ubiquitous "welcome" mat for everyone to come along and kick.
Having said that I am not looking for self pity, far from it, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I do admit to feeling a little stunned sometimes at what life throws at me and wonder if its even self inflicted like some mysterious being that heads for the exit every time it is faced with opening the door to happiness.
Anyway, my book needs finishing and I intend to throw all those emotions that were so hard fought for in life into every page and if it does nothing other than lay to rest a few ghosts then it will have done it's job, but if a few of you buy it in between times even better.
So, the message is that you lucky lot will be seeing and hearing a lot less of me on @davejames_ and FB etc as i strive to create an unhindered atmosphere in which to bury my head alongside an art that has captivated me since my school days, but which life has always strived to deny me access to, be it when schooling or with work commitments.. so I am not disappearing forever, just long enough to complete the book that i have promised for almost 18 months now and after all 18,000 Tweets shows a distinct lack of concentration on the real things in life.
Time to get my head down and give my poor parents something that they can one day hopefully be proud of me for, though for dad it will be 3 years too late.. you see, i scarcely get anything right.
Having said that I am not looking for self pity, far from it, what doesn't kill you makes you stronger. I do admit to feeling a little stunned sometimes at what life throws at me and wonder if its even self inflicted like some mysterious being that heads for the exit every time it is faced with opening the door to happiness.
Anyway, my book needs finishing and I intend to throw all those emotions that were so hard fought for in life into every page and if it does nothing other than lay to rest a few ghosts then it will have done it's job, but if a few of you buy it in between times even better.
So, the message is that you lucky lot will be seeing and hearing a lot less of me on @davejames_ and FB etc as i strive to create an unhindered atmosphere in which to bury my head alongside an art that has captivated me since my school days, but which life has always strived to deny me access to, be it when schooling or with work commitments.. so I am not disappearing forever, just long enough to complete the book that i have promised for almost 18 months now and after all 18,000 Tweets shows a distinct lack of concentration on the real things in life.
Time to get my head down and give my poor parents something that they can one day hopefully be proud of me for, though for dad it will be 3 years too late.. you see, i scarcely get anything right.
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