I hope you are all well.
I started writing my first book at the start of last week based on my experiences in the Met Police (London).
Today, I finished the first draft of the first chapter (23K words).
I've still got to do the first full edit, and there are few revisions I know I've got to make.
Honestly, once I got started, I found it very rewarding.
Although, it has brought up a lot of old memories, some good, some bad.
It's been emotionally tough, some of these things I haven't thought about in 20 years.
Well those are my thoughts. I hope you have a great day.
My dad is 72 today. In his lifetime he has taught ballroom dancing, got accepted into West Point but family convinced him not to go, won a full scholarship for singing, offered a job in the NSA but also didn’t take it, was one of two chosen in BMT during Vietnam to do intel for the frontlines from Okinawa, was a DJ for a very popular radio show, quit his job and became a full time caretaker of my Nana with Alzheimer’s when his two other siblings wouldn’t, couldn’t find a job when he had to put her somewhere and become “the truck guy” and unloads trucks at 72, and most importantly RAISED ME BY HIMSELF! And yes that’s a run on sentence but I don’t care 🤣 Happy Birthday to “Me Ole Geezard” ❤️
A message from Dave.