The internet is now so intricately linked in our lives that we can’t imagine life without it. I wouldn’t have a job if it wasn’t for the internet. I wouldn’t have connected with other writers (and readers). Love or hate Facebook, you can talk to people all over the world with a common interest. Without it, I might never have connected with Yasmin. I came to consider her a genuine friend despite that we never met in person. It is my only regret that we never met especially as I promised her a cream tea of she ever came to Cornwall again!
This charming and delightful woman passed away at the weekend after battling lung cancer for two years; she was 45. Yasmin founded a book group of which I was an admin for two years. I stepped down in the spring and explained to Yasmin my personal reasons for doing so. I was going through some personal stuff and did not need the stress of trying to keep some fragile internet egos under control. She was understanding and we kept in touch for updates.
Yasmin was always concerned with other people. Despite having advanced lung cancer, she kept asking for updates on how things were going for me in what was a difficult winter and spring. When I told her that I wouldn’t be ready to return as an admin for quite a long time, she went to great pains to tell me that she really wasn’t trying to pressure me to return soon or ever. Despite her health, she was so concerned that I would think badly of her and believe she had ulterior motives. Such was her empathy for others that even in the advanced stages of cancer, she put others feelings first.
Few of us would ever face the limited time we have left on the planet with a smile, but Yasmin did that. She lived life to the full before her diagnosis and continued to do so afterwards. In future years, those of us who knew as words on the screen and a profile photo as I did, or those who were fortunate enough to know her in person, I’m sure will remember that enduring smile. I can only imagine the grief and pain people who knew her in real life are going through right now.
Yasmin was an author. She self-published just one book although she always (like most of us) intended to write more. I am appealing to you, my readers, to please consider purchasing and reading her book Gunshot Glitter as her legacy. Also like many of us, it’s difficult to get our worked noticed in a sea of millions of other self-published writers. Yet with this sole release, she was shortlisted by The Guardian as a reader-recommended novel – an incredible achievement for a self-published writer and even more spectacular because it was her first publication.
Your name is Celine Silver. But no one has called you that in eight years.
You’re a classically trained musician and an Honours graduate.
You come from a nice, middle-class family.
You kill people for money.
And no one knows you anymore.
Fate throws the man you abandoned right back into your path – the man who knew you before you got blood on your hands, before you changed your name.
And he’s demanding answers.
But is there a way back to the path of normal?
What price do you have to pay when you realise you no longer want to be monster? And who are the real monsters and victims anyway?
And what about the incinerated boy who will never quite go away…
Please click the image to go to the Amazon page to buy her book.