In the late 1960’s Andy Warhol predicted that we would all have our 15 minutes of fame. I have had a damn site more than fifteen minutes of fame but for all the wrong reasons! As a result of my accident, fame was thrust upon me and that is not the sort of fame that anyone would crave.
But, when my book My Plunge to Fame was published it was a different matter completely.
My pride knew no bounds. Anyone who has their book finally published is proud. They are “chuffed” beyond measure. But as a person that has Traumatic Brain Injury that does not completely describe the feeling that I carried within. Pride, yes, there was certainly pride but there was almost a kind of awe. An awe that I had managed to create this book. “Oh, but you aren’t really brain damaged, Gaynor.” Yes, my friends, I am! And one of the many ways it is revealed is in how long my writing now takes me. I used to write with ease. The words simply flowed. Nowadays it is a different matter. It takes me simply ages to produce these weekly blogs. Having said that, the satisfaction is inestimable! I have discovered that writing is something that I simply love.
With my book, I would sit there working for three hours and at the end would have written about two paragraphs. I would know the word that I wanted to use but it would nestle quite comfortably at the back of my brain refusing to come out onto my keyboard. I could have screamed in frustration. I would then leave my computer for my afternoon nap. I would return again that evening and lo and behold that word would have roused itself from it’s deep slumber and would be waiting impatiently to leap out of my brain onto the keyboard! So, yes, I am enormously proud of my book.
But, I am a hopeless case!
Following a very successful book launch in Durban, I set off to see how my book was selling. When I walked into Exclusive Books I saw a cluster of books, MY books, glowing on a shelf under a sign saying: Latest Release! And sure enough, there was a woman looking at it. She picked it up and read the back cover where it finished with Athol Fugard’s words: If you have lately been doubting the capacity of the human spirit to overcome calamitous misfortune, I urge you to read Gaynor Young’s story. It will restore your faith.
She gave a smile and walked to the counter to pay for it. Whoopee, my book seemed to be selling! At Musgrave Centre, across the road from where I lived, they is a well known bookshop, Adams, where my book had sold out in the first week. They had ordered more! There was also a CNA. For people that are unfamiliar with CNA, they are very popular book and stationery retailers. A perfect place for my book, I thought. I was told by my publicist that this shop would only stock My Plunge to Fame if it appeared to be in demand. Right. Fine. No problem. I went in and my book was nowhere in sight. I decided to remedy the situation.
I went up to the shop assistant and politely enquired whether they had a copy of My Plunge to Fame?
“A copy of what?”
“My Plunge to Fame,” I replied. “I believe it’s a wonderful book!”
“Let’s have a look and see,” she said tapping away at her computer. “Mmnnn…no…no we haven’t,” she said looking up. “But I can try and order it for you?”
Ha, haaa! Success! “Oh, thank you. That will be marvellous.”
“Right, what is this books name again?” she said typing it into her computer.
“My Plunge to Fame.”
“And who is the author?”
“Gaynor Young,” I answered proudly. “I believe she’s a wonderful new author,” I added for good measure.
“Right,” she said, “Gaynor Young…,” as her hand clacked their way over the keys.”And your name is?”
“Yes,” she said a little impatiently, her hands poised. “What is your name?”
“Oh, my name. It’s…uh…it’s…Gaynor Young,” I said in a small voice.
All typing ceased. She looked up. “Gaynor Young,” she drawled.
“Yes…uh…thankyou,” I said and scuttled away in embarrassment.
CNA never stocked My Plunge to Fame!
Exclusive Books no longer stock my book (you may order it directly from me via my blog), but they have kindly given me a number of copies of the latest Bridget Jones Diary – ‘Mad About the Boy‘ to give away to my blog followers. If you would like to enter a draw for one of these, please post a ‘Reply’ at the end of this blog post saying why you would like a copy! I will contact the winners via email for postal address details. The draw will take place on Friday 8th November. I am afraid because of postage costs this ‘giveaway’ is only open to SA residents.
Holidays are coming up & every girl needs a good read to be laughing with while ignoring the men. I would really love to win this! I’m the biggest bookworm & it would be awesome to add this to my collection!!! 🙂 holding thumbs! Xx
Smile, great – will add you to the draw, Eubia!
I love your writing! It’s easy to read and very funny! You should be so proud 🙂 I would love to be in the draw because I have read the other two books and I am quite the book whore 🙂
Thanks, Samantha, I am loving the writing! You will be added to the draw…..
Your words made me cry. Your words made me laugh. Again. See you Wednesday. x
Can’t wait for Wednesday, Lisl! Have just looked at your portfolio. Oh, there are so many paintings that I want…..you create wonderful worlds on canvas!
Gaynor, my admiration for your inner qualities, your outstanding perseverance, determination and love for life and for those around you, knows no end. You inspire so many and give courage to those in need.
I commend you and salute the very being you are.
May God bless you abundantly in every sphere of your life
Ps. Would love to be in the draw!
Whew, Lorraine, I am truly humbled by your words. They actually inspire me to be a better person! Thankyou for your belief in me and I hope I never ever disappoint you.
And yes, you will definitely be in the draw!
Sweet dreams, Angel-Face…….
Id love to win 🙂 need a new read to look forward to after my exams. *fingers crossed*
Fingers crossed, Tariro. What a beautiful name!
With a smile I kiss your eyes…
Dear Gaynor, sweet and wonderful lady, I don’t have to tell you that I already have your marvellous autobiog! You KNOW I have, because you gave it to me!!! If I get a copy of ‘Mad About the Boy‘ (a really good title stolen from my favourite Mr Coward), I will watch it and then donate it to another disabled person. Much love, Garth.
Hi there, sweet Garth! You will “read” it, not “watch” it! Great, my friend, will put your name in the draw.
I would like to order a copy of your book and be entered into the draw ………….. I know I’m in the UK and you state its only open to residents of SA ……….. However, If I was lucky enough to win one you could send it back with my mum when she comes to visit along with a copy of yours!! X
Laugh – yes, you’re right, your Mum could take it back to you. Great, Charlotte, consider yourself a “contender”!!!
I desperately need reading material and a copy of the new Bridget Jones Diary would definitely cheer me up no end!!! X
If the Bridget Jones book is anywhere near as good as “My Plunge to Fame” I would definitely LOVE to win a copy of it. 🙂 xxx
Big laugh – I LOVE comments like that, Julie!!! Thankyou for reading my book. I love it when people have read my book. I feel as if they kind of “know” me!
Your name will be in the draw. With a smile I kiss your eyes…..
Laugh – I thought that was what Perdita and I were there for!!!
Sorry, John, think I clicked the wrong knob and what I wrote didn’t come out addressed to you! What I was saying was: I thought Perdita and I cheered you up enough! Yep, you will be added to our draw sheet. See you tomorrow, Angel.
Oh my goodness! CNA never stocked your book? hah. what a silly bunch!
Two things I must tell you:
1) I would LOVE to own a copy of the new Bridget Jones… I have been a fan of Helen Fielding since the very first Bridget Jones book hit the shelves (I was a mere 16 years old at the time, but saw so much of my future self in that story…) and am so very excited to read the latest installment!
2) This second one is quite personal. As you know, I’m a Durban girl, although I spent a formative part of my childhood in our beloved George. I remember, all too clearly, when you had your accident. My mother was a professional ballet dancer in her younger years (spending years in Italy , and, after she quit it to focus on her marriage to my dad and raising the three of us, she still paid a high level of attention to the worlds of dance and theatre. So much so, that she felt a particular affinity to you – the Durban dancer who was making waves in a world she loved so much. When we read of your tragic accident in the newspaper, my mom cried so much for you. When I came across you on Twitter, my heart sang. Your name featured in my childhood so much, and then there you were, in my adulthood.
Thank you for your courage and indomitable spirit. You’ve inspired me more than you know.
Cath, thankyou, Angel, for your comment. I don’t think of myself as courageous. I was very fortunate in that before my accident I loved life and after my accident that love has remained. I am also a very determined and stubborn person who doesn’t like it when circumstances prescribe how you should react to situations. I hate having to admit it, Cath, but I like getting my own way. That can be both a good and bad thing in life!!!
I hope your Mum rejoices with me at the way my life has turned out. And yes, Cath, I too am pleased that have formed this contact. It’s late now. I must “…sleep, perchance to dream.” I kiss your eyes.
Well, that was their loss!!!
Big laugh! That’s why I love you, Ann.
Hi Gaynor, as usual I loved reading your blog, you never cease to amaze me with your lovely way of writing. Love it.
Please put me in the draw for the book.
Lots of love
And I love your comments after every one of my blogs! Thankyou, Caroline. Sleep well, Angel!
I have my very own copy, signed by the Authoress, tucked away on my bookshelf! Well worth the read…
How I wish that I could sit down with you and have a long chat, Nola. Spencer is making his little noises he makes just before he falls asleep…..a hundred thousand blessings on you from me!
I miss you.
My admiration for you is boundless. If there were many people like you the world would be wonderrful.
Have just read your comment. It is wonderful going to bed with a broad smile on my face! Thankyou, Andrew. Sweet dreams………
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