Danny Kemp
My Granddaughter Georgia got her voice heard on the Radio programme Kiss100 at 7.10 this morning. There is a few seconds event called.. ‘Shout Out’ apparently, so what did the lovely thing do…shouted out “Buy my Granddads book, The Desolate Garden.” The irony of it is that firstly the book is still lingering somewhere at the press and secondly I really do believe that one day, sadly that I wont see, she will become a writer of note. For a twelve year old with all the distractions of this era she still has room for a vivid literary mind. She gave a speech at School yesterday of her experience whilst out with me at Bluewater, which I have previously mentioned, and last night composed a poem which she has to recite today. Not all the kids of today are disillusioned ‘Hoodies.”


About Danny Kemp

I was at work one sunny November day in 2006, stopped at a red traffic light when a van, driven incompetently, smashed into me. I was taken to St Thomas' Hospital and kept in for a while, but it was not only the physical injuries that I suffered from; it was also mental ones. I had lost confidence in myself let alone those around me. The experts said that I had post-traumatic stress disorder, which I thought only the military or emergency personnel suffered from. On good days, I attempted to go to work, sometimes I even made it through Blackwell Tunnel only to hear, or see, something that made me jump out of my skin and that's when the anxiety attacks would start. I told my wife that I was okay and going regularly, but I wasn't. I could not cope with life and thought about ending it. Somehow or other with the help of my wife and medical professionals, I managed to survive and ever so slowly rebuild my self-esteem. It took almost four years to fully recover, but it was during those dark depressive days that I began to write. My very first story, Look Both Ways, Then Look Behind, found a literary agent but not a publisher. He told me that I had a talent, raw, but nevertheless, it was there. His advice was to write another story and that I'm delighted to say, I did. The success of that debut novel, The Desolate Garden, was down to sheer hard work, luck, and of course, meeting a film producer.
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