From those early days I wondered could I have the power to enchant the readers to that degree; life went on and passed me by.
It wasn't until I became disabled that I found the time to write again, having put the pen down in my youth; in 2011 encouraged by close friends I embarked upon a series of stories which I hoped may give readers something new and exciting to read.
Chronicles of Mark Johnson & Pat Canella emerged on the world; Chronicles as the few readers know was borne out of my loathing of the celeb scene and their disregard for cameramen and women and Pat was the result of a play on words with a unisex name.
For a long time MJ held his own with his few fans as did Patti, Chronicles won an award in October 2012 http://indiependents.org/indie-seal-books.html but neither book sold well. The recently released book 2 of the four book set may well follow this trend.
I had a dream of making a few pounds a month, not a great deal for the hours spent grafting the book but that failed to come to fruition. I realised this was what I wanted to do early on, but I never imagined I would need to fight the porn industry to get a few sales.
Two years of a ten year siege are gone and I feel defeated; already driven to give weeks and months of work away as nobody cares, I ask myself can I go on to the end?
To be honest I have taken note of the books which sell and come to the conclusion, I am unable to write what sells and thereby unable to sell even for a small penury. Of the things this period has taught me the main ones are writing won't sell, no matter how good you are and if you stick a zombie, half naked body or get a well known person to endorse you book, they are all going to help you.
Try for originality and no money for publicity and you end up like me, a mouthful of broken dreams tasting of ash.
I have had a few good times and made some good friends on line and to those I will forever be grateful for the support and help I received.
I sit at my laptop wondering where to go and what to do?
Taunted by shelves of books which I may now have time to read, the dream which appeared in my sights is now drifting away on the horizon.
I had planned a short sabbatical at the end of the month, as I need to re-focus my thoughts, this may now be extended to a long lay off from writing - not that I will be missed