Approaching
Enterprise Hub, Caz received the business advice and training, alongside
support from the project’s community partners Writing on the Wall, to realise
the potential and become self-employed.
As WoWFEST
2019 gets underway this month, we thought it was the perfect opportunity to sit
down with Caz to find out where it all began and what her journey to becoming self-employed
looked like…
Tell us about your novel – what’s it all about and what’s the inspiration behind your work?
The
Boss is a gangland crime thriller set in Liverpool. He’s inside. She’s
running the family. But now he’s back and only one can boss the streets of
Liverpool. Ultimately,
it’s a story about family, loss and betrayal.
My
inspiration for writing The Boss, was undoubtedly my beautiful baby boy,
Finlay, and I use his name as my pen name as a tribute to him. It sounds odd to
say that a tiny baby inspired me to write a gangland thriller, but he did. We
found out Finlay was ill at my 20 week scan. He had a condition called
Congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia (CDH) which meant that his diaphragm hadn’t
fully formed, resulting in some of his organs moving up into his chest and
restricting his lung growth. Like all babies with CDH, he was given a 50%
chance of survival.
Finlay
was born on 11th August 2016. Although he was a whopping 10lb 14oz
and initially seemed to be doing well, he died just over two days later at
Liverpool Women’s Hospital. The days after his death passed in a blur. There was
nothing quite as surreal as walking out of that maternity ward with no baby and
knowing that he would never come home. I really don’t know how me and my
husband functioned, except that we had to maintain some normality for our other
son, Jude, who was two and a half at the time.
It
was the day after Finlay’s funeral, and Jude was in nursery for the day. I was
trying to keep myself occupied and decided to have a bit of a clear out. I
found my old laptop in a box in our conservatory. It was the one I’d used to do
my degree but it had stopped working properly and I’d intended on throwing it
out. I turned it on and it seemed to spring to life. It had never been the
fastest of machines even when it did work, so I was startled. It even connected
to our wifi – something that had always taken at least a dozen attempts. At
that moment I just remember thinking to myself, I’m going to write a novel. And
so I did.
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