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Writing History of T.A.Sturgeon
I find myself reciting poetry at middle school in Christmas Assemblies’. Pam Ayres a particular favourite (and remembered to this day).
I start writing poetry in Secondary School, after finding a poem in a Sunday Supplement. An emotionally charged home life gave me reason to lose myself when my mother was being all weird and shouty. Poetry took me away from that. I found it came easy and was prolific. I write some lyrics, silly ditties for birthdays and weddings.
I start my first novel, ‘Champagne Hurricane’, a rock and roll love story, while I’m having an emotional breakdown. The first of a chain of life changing events starts with my father dying and the first husband leaving me, all within 18 months of each other. I’m awarded ‘Runner-up’ in a ‘Writer’s Forum’ magazine competition. I start Aylesbury Art College, as was, and use my poems as part of my finals.
It earns me a ‘Distinction’. I find I have enough material to write my first and second book of ‘Pocket Poetry’, ‘Walking My Path’ and ‘Jupiter Child’.
The next 3 books of poetry are written, ‘Two 2 One’, ‘Finding My Roots’, and ‘Moving On’. Relocate to Somerset. The novel is put on the back burner due to a demanding second husband, which ends very badly for me.
Relocate back to Bucks, finding myself with little to show for my time away. I return to my writing, and the novel, ‘Champagne Hurricane’, is finished before the New Year.
In the March I find another life changing event leaves me on the verge of another emotional breakdown. I start to write my second novel, ‘Dare To Live’, and take a very level headed look at my life. Suddenly, everything has changed, again.
Housebound pushes me back into writing, once more, and 2 more volumes of poetry are poured out before the end of the year, ‘Life at the end of the Tunnel’ and ‘Alternative Lyrics’.
A new novel is started, ‘Hold My Soul’, and runs parallel with the second, six others are also dabbled with, but soon fall by the way.
I finish ‘Dare To Live’ and two more for the poetry collection are completed, ‘The Last Crusader’, and, ‘Last One Standing’. A tenth is started, ‘The Missing X’, and finished within the month. ‘Hold My Soul’, still in its infancy, is set aside as the rhythm of the ode becomes my favourite again.
At the start of September, Champagne Hurricane is loaded to Smashwords.com and the reception it receives is amazing. The reviews, most worthy of the words I thought no one would ever want to read, has me eager to write more.
Before the end of the year another two volumes of poetry, 'Winners and Losers' and 'Thrice Shy', are finished, and the 13th, Unlucky For Some, started.
Volume 13 is finished with the coming of the Spring, and the promised retirement doesn't quite happen. Hence Volume 14 being started. Another Book is explored, Blackjack Oak, but it holds my attention for only a little while. For some reason poetry, lyrics in particular, have my head in a spin. With the rolling year comes the hope of a brighter tomorrow. There will always be words in my life ... and that's just the way it is. Retire, indeed.