Book Blitz:
just Jack
by
K.L. Shandwick
Nov 16th - Nov 22nd
Just Jack
Everything laid bare.
Being Lily Parnell’s best
friend came effortlessly for Jack. Growing up together, Jack loved Lily and was
fiercely protective of her and for almost all of his life all he wanted was to
make her happy. When she was happy he was happy, except Lily lived a world away
from him now and Jack missed her dreadfully.
As far as Jack was concerned there had never been a time in their lives where
they hadn’t shared everything and he valued their special bond. In recent years
Lily’s ambitions took her overseas and even with an ocean between them, Jack
still managed to support his best friend.
One day things changed everything between them and their relationship began to
shift. Lily had carved her own life and after observing a scene involving her,
it made Jack take a close look at his own.
Life post-Lily left Jack feeling confused and he decided to take a difficult
decision never realising the potential fallout from doing something he strongly
felt was the right thing at the time. With his life laid bare and as a simple,
uncomplicated guy he thought he had finally figured things out.
Women loved Jack but they had all come and gone in his life apart from Lily.
She was always there until one day she wasn’t. A revelation by Lily left Jack
feeling betrayed and abandoned by the one person who he thought he could rely
on no matter what.
During his journey from that moment on Jack faced more separation and loss than
he could have ever imagined. How would his experiences shape him as a man and
would he ever find it in his heart to forgive?
I have lived my whole life
with comments from both, relative strangers and close friends telling me I
should write a book. People continually tell me I have an ability to tell a
story and make even the mundane sound interesting. (I’m personally not aware of
that.)
The thought of doing this,
was something I never thought I would entertain, because being dyslexic, during
my childhood and adolescence, I found it very difficult to get past how to
spell something, never mind how coherent the sentence sounded. So writing a few
paragraphs usually made me sweat.
As a child I discovered
coping strategies and developed my own ways of getting by, I wasn’t stupid by
any stretch of the imagination, but left school at fifteen without any academic
qualifications. I wasn't diagnosed with dyslexia until I attended university at
the age of thirty.
(Both of my children were
diagnosed with dyslexia, one at the age of seven and one much later, although,
I could see my traits present in him, and both have excelled academically in
their chosen professions.)
Thanks to the invention of
the computer and information technology, my world changed. I learned how to
communicate in written form effectively, not afraid to use language present in
my oral skills that were lacking in my written work, for
fear of spelling them
wrongly, which gave me the confidence to write the books. Had I, had to write a
book on paper, I know I would never have finished the first page.
I recently discovered the
joy of writing after a challenge by a friend, which turned into three books. As
I am constantly challenging others to face their demons, I decided, after some
persuasion, to brave it out and share the books with others. I don’t have
any expectations for them other than to tell the story.
This was a huge step for me,
and took courage because there are so many fabulous clever people out there,
writing amazing pieces of work that sadly, very few people ever see.
My work: I have had
the pleasure (and the drama) of working in The National Health Service and in
an independent capacity for Social Services in the UK for many years. My work
has been supporting many women, children, young people, and families during this
time. Sometimes, this has been at some of the toughest or most vulnerable times
in their lives.
During this time I have
observed the communications of all parties involved both, in their
relationships with others and how their decisions affect the subsequent
outcomes for them and others. I have shared in the births and in the deaths of
some of these people, and I never take advantage of the privilege my position
brings me.
People ask what does the
K.L. stand for K.L. Shandwick is a pseudonym. This isn’t to ‘hide’ behind, (I
am not ashamed of what I’ve written), but to afford my clients the appropriate
level of confidentiality by association. So, K L stands for KL. I am an independent
author, who presently self publishes through kindle, but I hope to have a print
copy of my books shortly.
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