Less than a week to publication date. Eep! (That’s the closest approximation I can get, in letters, to a scared, excited squeak.)
One of the things that I love most about writing and talking about cancer is the stories of thriving that I get to hear that way. Women 10, 20, 30 years out of the other side of breast cancer telling me how good their lives are. Others struggling through chemotherapy with a determined glint in their eyes and a charity trek in their sights. Each of these conversations makes me, in turn, stronger, brighter, happier.
So, I thought, by way of celebrating not so much the launch of Thrive as the fact of thriving, it would be good to have some posts here about what thriving has meant/means/will mean to you.
The usual not-really-rules apply: email me your thoughts by this Saturday, 1st September – I will post my favourites next week, and send you a signed, dedicated book if I publish your submission. (And I can post anonymously on your behalf so long as I know who you are.)