Ian Bayly

Writing wasn’t something I’d ever planned to do. In fact, if you told me a a decade ago that I’d write a book, I’d have laughed and pointed you towards the nearest asylum. But here’s the thing—I’ve always had an overactive imagination. I can drive for hours without any music, just me and my thoughts, weaving together stories and ideas that have no real outlet… or so I thought.

A few years back, while owning a used bookshop and spending way too much time shelving other people’s stories, I started feeling that little twinge of envy. Why not me? I asked myself. The only problem was, the idea of writing felt overwhelming. Where would I even start? But then, one day, I just decided to write down one crazy idea. No pressure, no plan—just one wild thought on paper.

That simple act turned into a two-year journey of figuring it out as I went. I stumbled, I doubted myself (a lot), and I may have procrastinated more than I care to admit, but here I am. Holding a finished book in my hands is proof that sometimes, taking a chance on yourself—even if it feels ridiculous—is worth it.

So, if you’ve got a dream simmering on the back burner, let this be your sign. Jump in, start small, and see where it takes you. If I can do it, trust me, anyone can. You might just surprise yourself.