This disappoints because I too am over fifty-five and still hoping to pursue my lifelong goal to become a published novelist. Sure I could’ve done it sooner but I already had a very successful and demanding career, plus a family to raise. Truth is I’ve been too busy enjoying life and having some great adventures. This is why I’ve only found time, until recently, to write short stories (many of which, incidentally, have been published in national weekly magazines, or won prizes).
At the festival, author Harry Bingham made a tongue-in-cheek joke that statistically we all had a better chance of making the GB Olympic Team than of getting published. But statistics can be misleading: realistically, at my age, if I wanted to be a finely honed athlete, or a professional footballer, I’d have to admit that, by now, the opportunity may have already passed. But there are loads of writers who make it later in life and I aim to join their ranks. I reckon I have at least twenty books in me and I’m not ready to let go of my dream just yet!
(Festival of Writing website: http://www.writersworkshop.co.uk/events.html)