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I won a prize!



 I was the first winner in the Blues Guitar Bootstrap Challenge; man, to hear my name being read out, could not have come at a more perfect time, for things are extremely difficult.

God knows, what I know that  I have come to learn about what matters and what doesn’t, given all these years of struggle. I have much to share. My book is beautiful and worthwhile.

Last night I took part in a Jericho Zoom event, discussing writing for young people. I asked about Ageism within the publishing industry and was reassured that it is the story that matters, right.

Hmmmm. I know very well the discrimination that those who are ill , disabled and housebound suffer. I know the discrimination that those who care for them suffer. Discrimination is  rampant, so it is and always has been . Those that society does not value , includes older people, this is especially the case in a consumer society.

I have long been bothered by how the term “boomer “ is fast becoming derogatory..

I don’t buy it, that’s it is the story that matters. How  many older people are even employed by the Publishing industry? 

Anyway I have a telephone call with Jericho this afternoon, on this issue.






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