The Value of Authenticity

When I wrote my first book. My Child Is An Addict, admittedly I had no idea what I was doing.

I did feel called to take it on and, in hindsight I am so glad I listened to that still small voice. I also took my own advice that reminded me that if I waited for “the how” to do something, I would never do anything (I believe that to be even more true today).

Before the writing actually commenced, I made a few commitments to myself. I commitment to telling a story the way I would tell it if you and I were in a room together (Newfoundland accent and all). The most important commitment was that, whatever made it to the pages, would be authentic and as real as I knew how to be. 

That book went on to do, and continues to perform far beyond my wildest expectations and I believe it comes down to one real reason. It connected with people because people sense authenticity. Not perfection, not better than the next guy, just real. In a world where we are bombarded with celebrity, influencers, advertising and everything under the sun to make us feel that, unless we are part of a select group or buy that product, we won’t be good enough. I think the world has grown tired of this and we spend so much of our time subconsciously craving something real to cling to, something authentic...

TBC