I wish I had listened to my dad… maybe…

I’ve rambled once before that the inspiration for Mark of a Gentleman came from a conversation with my father. He once told me to stop being a ‘nice guy’ as nice guys always finish last. But I looked at him and realised that, although he hadn’t achieved all that he wanted, he was the best role model a young man could want. So I ignored his advice.

Now I witness my peers – or should that be, the people that used to be my peers? I still sit I my job, not heading anywhere particularly fast (albeit, it’s not what I really ‘want’ to do) while my former peer have all been promoted and gain the remuneration and kudos that go with it.

Why are they so different? I can’t stop being the nice guy! If someone needs help – I help! The problem is, they are all to willing to take the credit for my work.

But it spills over to my writing life.

I know that I need to write everyday. But do I?

I have a wonderful wife and two children that I cannot believe are mine, as they make the Cosby shows kids look unruly!

When they need me (which any parent will tell you is all the time) I’m there.

And my writing…?

I need to write more. I need to pitch more.

But how do I do that and still be as good a father as my Dad?

Answers on a postcard please to…