I’ve been trying to write this blog post for some time, to get it out there, to get it done. 2020 did not end well, with the death of my father in November. I’ve taken some time since then, and have recently been trying to get myself together to pick up where I’d left off.
And 2021 has not started well, with news of Aiki Flinthart losing her battle with cancer. She was a much-loved member of the writing community here in Australia, and someone I was lucky to count as a friend. Inspired by her battle, a ‘Stories of Survival’ charity anthology (which I am helping to edit) will be released soon, so look out for that.
Over two million, four-hundred and seventy-six thousand people have died from Covid-19 in the last year (the first time I wrote that sentence a couple of weeks ago it was two million, three-hundred and fifty-six thousand). It almost makes me feel selfish for mourning my father and Aiki. So where do you start?