I will continue with my work promoting the Peacock Writers books, they are for our charity and have nothing to do with my works.
The readers of this blog know I have a phobia of talking in public. My decision not to go ahead has nothing to do with that -- I was looking forward to the challenge -- until this weekend.
I realised at this point I have been fooling myself for a long time, nobody cares what I write, I was an idiot to think anybody would have. But, the dream of a schoolboy drove me forward.
I sit on my comfortable chair among my friends -- the books -- the sad part is for the first time in my life I cannot pick a book up and relax with a read. I look at the shelves and think Somebody cared about your work.