Prelude- after the fact

I'm on a blogging role. For at least the last year many people I love whose opinions I trust deeply, have urged me to begin working on a book. If you urged, mentioned, encouraged, pushed, prodded or put a pencil in my hand or a blank laptop screen in front of me at any time in the last eighteen months and said, "Write!", then this is for you. And for me. At first I toyed with the idea of writing a book about travel for people who identify as disabled- something you might find in both the "Travel" and "Self Help" sections of your local book seller.
But that seemed so removed, so easy to take the emotion and the fire and hurt and the joy out of.
It has taken me a long time to get here, a PhD and a lifetime and years of adventure and years of heartache and frustration. It has also taken me this last year of being so loved and so in love to believe that I have enough to say, enough to risk and enough bravery to just write a book about me. A book about me in the world.
And it all starts right now. I'm sure that some of this will (or already does) feel aggressive, angry, frustrated, frustrating...And it is meant to. It is also meant to be and feel joyful, triumphant, proud, beautiful, inspiring and sometimes, even funny!
I welcome all comments, critiques and, thoughts. I am putting my heart and my experience on the line. I am, as always willing to stand behind my beliefs and my convictions. I expect to perhaps create controversy or questions. I expect that all of you when commenting will hold true to some or all of those modes of discourse.