Sexing Up My Life!

In the crowded lift (elevator) descending from our meeting on 21st Century Issues at the London School of Economics, Chris and I formally introduced ourselves – and then headed to a bar.

Before I continue, I must point out that, in reality, there was a third person in the lift, who came with us.  But he got purged as I tapped away on my computer!  In fact, my book isn’t strictly a true story – and it isn’t completely a work of fiction.  It’s faction!  I’ve played with my own life like some kind of superhuman force – and made it “sexier”, more effective.  Wouldn’t it be nice if it were always that easy?

I removed my friend Robert from the picture (sorry Robert), so that Chris and I could carry on a conversation which quickly got down to the self-transformation point of the book, novel, work of faction.  In fact, Lost and Found in London weaves constantly between what actually happened and what makes for a gripping story.  Because of this, I now have a greater appreciation of the creative process!

Once we were seated in a dark corner (not true), I began to fill Chris in on my latest ups and downs in life – mainly downs.  The home I’d had in the lovely North London village of Hampstead had been sold, forcing me to leave any day.  And, of course, U.K. immigration authorities had put a time limit on my stay.

“My London world is falling down around me,” I confided.  “I don’t want to go back to Canada and have no idea what I will do when I get there … I guess I’m a lost soul at this point in my life.  Not something to be proud of.”

Chris tapped his wine glass against mine.  More to come …

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