Written at the end of 2022.
One question I get asked a lot is why did I choose to write as a career? This is always a fun one for me to answer, so bear with me whilst I take you back to where it all started.
I wasn’t always a writer, nor did I ever think that I would become one, so I was surprised when someone asked me the question, “If you could do anything for a job, what would you do?” Without thinking, the first word to fall out of my mouth was “writing.” I had never considered this as an option, as, like most people often think, I didn’t think I would be any good at it. I certainly didn’t think people would want to read it.
My background was always based in jobs that were hands on, active work. I started in Theatre at 16 years old, seeping the stage and making cups of tea. It wasn’t an easy job being one the youngest backstage crew members, and it came with the obligatory banter that comes with that style of job. I stuck with it, and soon found I had a knack for the theatre malarky. I spent 15 years working my way through the ranks, and it is a time of life that I will always hold close to my heart.
I met my now wife in 2007, which is when life changed for the better. We settled down in Lincoln, and between us, we produced two beautiful children. It was at this stage that working within the theatre industry became more difficult, as the hours were long, and took me away from my family. I was also extremely exhausted (I’ll come back to this), so took the step into the unknown. I moved into the building industry.
This wasn’t the natural environment of an ex-theatre technical manager, especially as it involved earlier mornings, something I have never been brilliant with. It was an eyeopener for me, and a steep learning curve, but I eventually found my feet, and settled into my new job role. It was around this time I realised I was craving some form of creativity, and penned my first words, though at this was nothing close to a book, or being a writer.
It wasn’t long before I picked a trade and trained up as a Tiler. In 2017, I took the plunge and set up my own business. It was hard starting from scratch again, but it wasn’t long before the work came in, and I had a full diary. Working on my own gave me plenty of time to think, and the words “the raindrops fell against the windowpane,” kept repeating in my head. One day I decided to write them down, and before I knew it, I had written a whole paragraph. Little did I know then, that this little seed would become Firestone, though writing still wasn’t a career option in my head.
Sadly, at this point in time, my head was in a different, much darker place. My energy was failing me daily, and I was slowing down in my work. Each day was a struggle, and I was finding it hard to concentrate on the jobs I was doing. I was on the precipice of what would be one of the lowest points of my life to date. Some call it a breakdown, the doctors called it a prolonged depressive episode, either way, you get the picture. If I could give any advice to anyone going through something similar, or anyone who feels close to this, it would be to seek help, and talk to anyone who is willing to listen. Don’t do what I did, and attempt to keep on working, hoping that it would go away. As you can imagine, this did not happen, which only made things worse.
Luckily, I have a very supportive wife and friends. I will be forever grateful for the support she and they gave to me in those awful days, and it was with their help and support that I got back onto my feet again. I struggled to get back into the tiling after this period, and it was whilst talking to my counsellor, that the question was asked, “if you were not a tiler, and if you could do anything for a job, what would you do?”
At this point, I knew nothing about how to write a book, the processes needed to put it together, or how to promote it. I was still tiling, but the writing had picked up a pace. Whenever I had free time, I found myself typing away at the keyboard; the words seeming to flow out of me. I found the book was becoming a sort of therapy in its own right, and I would crave escaping to a different world. It’s like a carpet is rolling out in front of me, and I follow the characters through the world, seeing, smelling and tasting the environment around me. I can sometimes get to the end of a session and not know what I have written.
It was in late 2019 when the next bombshell hit. I was slowing down with the tiling, finding it increasingly hard to concentrate on the jobs in hand. Another trip to the doctors would reveal that I had ME. The exhaustion I was feeling, and had felt throughout my working life, wasn't down to the job(s). It also explained other random symptoms that I had experienced, and still experience. It was on the advice of the doctors, and those supporting me, that I had to hang up my tiling hat for good.
Knowing I couldn't sit still, and wanted to do something with my time, I decided to write. It’s one thing that I can still do which isn’t affected by the ME, though I can’t explain why or how this is. So, I sat down and wrote. All was going well, until March 2020, when the world ground to a halt, along with any chance of writing. Now I know you are probably thinking, “but with all that free time, with nothing to do, you should have easily finished the book, right?” Well, with two children at home, looking to be educated and entertained, there wasn’t enough time to focus on the writing, so it had to go on the back burner.
It wasn’t until late 2020 that I could return to my computer full time and finish the book. In May 2021, I was happy to announce to the world that I was ready to release Firestone. I had done a thing, and not only that, people wanted to read it. I never expected to have the success that I have had over the last year, and I certainly didn’t think I would have book two, Orbis, out within the same year.
I can certainly say that I enjoy being an author. Yes, there are hard days, when I am so tired I can barely get out of bed, let alone string a sentence together, and there will always be some parts that are tedious, but that’s what makes the fun parts better. I am now halfway through the first draught of Tempus, and I hope to release it later this year. I don’t know what the coming months will bring, but fully intend to enjoy it to the best of my ability.