White Rabbit is my first novel.
The premise is fictional, but many of the chapters are my stories to tell, and now I have told them.
Depression lies. I want the world to know that and if one other person sees themselves in the pages, and finds some solace, or acknowledgement, or recognition or hope then I have succeeded.
It uplifted me, gave me ideas, put my life into context with its pains and sadnesses too. Maybe that’s what a writer does. Ultimately what an amazing story of love, faith, perseverance, overcoming-ness.