I think most of us hoped that 2021 would be an improvement on 2020 with its COVID craziness and all the problems associated with living in a pandemic. It didn’t help that 2020 was also a hard year for our family personally, so I was looking forward to a better 2021.
Unfortunately, 2021 decided not to be cooperative in a major way in my life, as in the first half of the year, I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
I’m happy to say that I’ve had surgery and they managed to remove all the cancer cells, so it’s likely I will be around for many years yet, but it was difficult to deal with this news and I struggled to see past the diagnosis. It’s still hard, even now, to acknowledge that I’ve had cancer, and I think that’s one of the reasons I’m writing this. It seems weird to say, as I never felt unwell; the problem was found in a routine check so it’s not like I felt sick or sore or anything like that. Confronting the fact that I am now a breast cancer survivor has been almost as difficult as the diagnosis itself.
Happily though, I should be through the worst of it, although there will be a lot of checks over the next few years, and I’m glad to say that I’ve also been busy as an author this year. I’m writing a new book at the moment, tentatively titled Keeper of the Archives. My publisher has agreed to publish The Verindon Conspiracy, which should be out in April 2022, and I’ve had a number of events so far this year, even while going in and out of lockdowns, and I still have another two to come – Brisbane Supanova in November and Brisbane Comic-Con in December.
So things are looking up. I’ll try and keep my thoughts in that direction, rather than looking back.
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