Memoirs aren’t for everyone, some people like them, some don’t. I haven’t led an outstanding life, more one where my well laid plans went wrong. That’s not glass half empty, that’s fact – full glass being drained. I’m sure many people will relate to this. In 1995, just after my 40th birthday my plans went wrong in spectacular fashion. This excerpt from my memoir BETTER OR DEAD, sequel to Shadow Across the Sun, is how it all started.
If you can identify with it and subsequently download the book, I’d be so grateful for a review on the book’s Amazon page.
It was sometime after the Easter holidays that I started to feel weird. I couldn’t put my finger on it at first. I’d just feel a bit disorientated. It panicked me a little. I wondered if I’d got epilepsy coming on. What if I had? I wouldn’t…
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