Like many,I always felt that I had a book within me.

I remember thinking on the last lock-down that if I didn't use that as an opportunity to get my book written then I never would.
After many false starts the words flew from my mind through my finger tips at an alarming rate.
I was consumed by it
I kept a notepad and pen by myself at all times because the content was flashing up words and ideas and images all the time.
Many a night I woke with a phrase tapping away at my dreams demanding to be remembered and recorded
After writing the final chapter I felt bereft, I missed little Maxine so much.
She was and is a huge inspiration and voice for the lost and silenced children and adults who were and are struggling with childhood neglect and trauma

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