Calling Your Manuscript Finished (For Now)

I appreciate your post so much. I edit my book and stories so many times that I will question myself. I would love an editor, but at this time cannot afford one. I know I drive my husband crazy when I over do it, and I know there’s not time to worry about it when my 2-two-year-old running around. Thank you!

Wow, I thought that I was the only one who stressed over such things…glad to know I’m not alone.
Great site, great post, Rachelle. Thank you for taking your time to educate us writers.

Synopsis

My name is David Busher form Dublin Ireland. I had no formal education till I graduated college at the age of forty in 2005. I have moderate to severe dyslexia. As a child I was bullied by my class mates because I couldn’t read. My clothes were tatty and I came from a broken home brought on by the loss of my mother when I was a child. I was continually told by my school teachers that I was below average intelligence that I was lazy, and dismissed by them as a lost cause. This is the true story of a little boy who just wanted to learn to read and write like everyone else.

The story begins at the funeral of the raggy boy’s mother when he is a grown man. The now grown man reflects on his life growing up in Dublin in the nineteen seventies and coping with neglect, poverty and a little known learning difficulty called dyslexia. When the raggy boy was a child his
mother suffered a brain haemorrhage and a stroke leaving her unable to raise her five children. The once proud suburban middle class family fell apart after the tragedy. This is the story of how the raggy boy overcame his setbacks in life and taught himself how to read and write and went on to graduate from college at the age of forty.

By David Busher
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