How brilliant is this little book – it sums it all up, doesn’t it! The thing is, it took me a very long time to grasp that difference, and get to grips with words in general. I wasn’t diagnosed with dyslexia until much later in life. Throughout school, I had to work far harder than my peers to get to the same place as them, which was difficult and frustrating. Growing up, I was constantly told and it was always inferred that I couldn’t write; the thought of putting pen to paper was one so negative, I never imagined a time in life that I could do it, but here we are today!
10% of the UK’s population suffer with some sort of dyslexia – that’s a staggering 6.5 million people. The thing is, when you’re faced with a challenge, it teaches you to find another way around things. Doesn’t it? My dyslexia taught me to flex this creative muscle, to do things a little differently. Like any muscle, you have to work it to keep it getting stronger, so I train mine every day. I may things wrong (see what I did there!) from time to time, but the desire to learn is always there! I look at things I wrote some years ago, and I now can correct my own grammar and punctuation. Who would have thought!
So whether you ‘know your shit or you’re shit’(!), writing can be an extremely positive and utterly powerful hobby to have. Is anyone else on a journey with words?