All Good Wishes for a Happy and Healthy Winter Solstice, Christmas and New Year

In Scandinavian countries the tradition is to give and read a book on Christmas Eve. In these different times what a great idea to immerse ourselves in the magical world of the imagination through one - or more - of the great books on offer.

During these long weeks in lockdown I comforted myself by saying it was at least an opportunity to concentrated on the long awaited sequel to Seeds of Doubt. I'm excited to say the plot is coming together really well but ... the fantasy of long uninterrupted hours of words pouring onto the page has sadly remained just that, a fantasy. This was partly because my son asked if I would write another life story, following on from those I created for John Devereux - In My Own Words - and my mother, to celebrate her 99th birthday.
'Of course,' I responded, 'whose story?'
'Yours', he replied.

A few months on I find myself only a third of the way through, having spent hours in the loft re-reading old love letters, school reports, work assignments, sketches and scribblings - including an illustrated story written when I was 10. A chest of black and white photographs from my youth has also been emptied and everything digitised, something that's been on the 'to do' list for far too long, The task then was to decide which to use, printing a heavily illustrated book is an expensive process. But then it occurred to me. I could create a digital book where memories can constantly be added as they occur to me with endless photos included to prompt those memories.

My life story is turning into a trilogy with Part One now ready as a present for this Christmas. Perhaps Part Two will make it for my son's birthday and Part Three - well, who knows when that will end.