Matthew Turner's Blog: This Guy's Journey

My latest book, Beyond The Pale is set for release, and I'm celebrating by giving you FREE access to the opening chapters.

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Beyond the Pale is a fable about escaping the hustle and finding yourself.

It follows Ferdinand Foy, a mid-twenties Silicon Valley success story. Very successful, in fact. ‘On the fast-track to becoming a billionaire’ kind of successful. He assumes he knows what he wants and wakes up each day as an in-demand CEO everyone wants a piece of: girls, investors, the media…

While appearing on a podcast, Ferdinand is forced to ask himself the question: Why do I want to become a billionaire? After which, he takes a sabbatical from his successful tech company to go and find himself. His journey takes him across the USA and further adrift to Spain, England, Cambodia, Bali and South America. Along the way, he meets fellow entrepreneurs, authors, and investors. On Ferdinand’s return to America, he experiments with new ideas. From meditation to an ayahuasca retreat, he begins to build a new definition of what success and happiness means to him.

Beyond The Pale inspires readers to question their own pursuit of success. In a fast-paced world fueled by a hustle mentality, it forces them to reflect on their beliefs, goals, dreams, and purpose. Written for today’s non-stop entrepreneur that comes up with excuses as to why they don’t have the time to read a novel, Beyond The Pale offers them a story that empowers them to unhook, learn, and dive deeper while introducing them to aspects that not only help them grow their business, but also grow as a person.

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So excited to offer you 19 hand selected, beautifully crafted quotes from the first part of my latest novel 'I Unlove You'

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Matthew Turner
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Here's a little task for you that takes only a few minutes. As the week is at an end, sum-up the last seven days - the good, the bad, the ugly...

Here's mine:

It’s been a week of ups and downs with my body thrown all around. Sickness has halted much progress, but ideas have flowed through. All in all it’s been lonesome with few new friends. I’m learning that the weeks with new folk are the weeks I savor.

How can you sum up your week in 50 words? It may help you live next week in style.

Here's to a great weekend, friend

Matthew

He's kicking his legs and arms, wiggling in ways I cannot fathom. He's my son and he's in my arms, at the end of a feed and with a belly full of milk.

He's so precious and fragile, but I don't give him enough credit, terrified to hold him in such a way or twist him like this or place him like that. He can shatter at any moment, at least this is the worry flowing through me.

Of course, It's a simple case of worrywart-father syndrome.

I clasp him my right hand, pushing two fingers under his armpit and holding his neck between finger and thumb. With my left I stroke and push and pat and worry. Am I too rough or not enough?

He wiggles and moves on my lap, shaking and twisting and trying to escape my hold, but then, from the bottom of his ever so slight torso, a loud, vibrating belch reaches up.

Success...at least for now.

In an instant he's content and in my arms, looking up at the ceiling and watching...just watching. I would love to know what he's thinking, what the world is like to a 2 week old baby. I imagine it's scary, but at the same time, why?

He's surrounded by care and kisses, hugs and I love you's. I pat his back with my right hand and brush his cheek with my left. Carefully up and down, up and down.

The smell, the feel, the knowledge that he needs me, and more than ever, I need him.

His eyes slip shut but he's fighting, just like his dad. He wants to be awake and see the world, simply watch it tick by and take it all in. It twitches shut but he opens it again, only each time it's slower - he's losing, falling, submitting to the world of darkness.

Running a single finger down from his ear to his cheek, I continue to stroke up and down, up and down. The skin, his hair...it's all so soft and tender.

He continues to twitch and move, but he's given in to sleep and become lost in a dream. I hope it's a good dream, indeed, I hope I help him live a life full of good dreams - imagining them and living them all at the same time.

It's the first time he's fallen asleep in my arms and my emotions are stirring. He's content and so am I. How lucky I am.

Friday 15th February will forever be an important day in the life of Matthew Turner for this morning my son was born. As I write this I’ve yet to meet him and I keep trying to imagine what the moment will feel like. I’ve been thinking about it for months, but how can we predict such a marvellous and miraculous time?

It makes you place everything into perspective, and how unimportant so many of our worries are. For example, worrying about sales and reviews and interviews is rather silly, what we should be doing, as writers, is concentrating on the writing; that what we’re creating matter to us and will connect with others.

Of course, we must worry about sales and downloads and reviews to an extent, because if you don’t your career as a writer - at least a writer who does this for a living – will be short lived. Once you write it’s hard to turn your back on it. Once you write every day, it’s damn difficult to imagine not doing so.

I’m twiddling my thumbs right now waiting to meet my future. When you read this I’ll have held him, kissed him, and whispered into his ear. My life will never be the same and I couldn’t be happier.

So here’s to a Friday to remember. Have a drink with me, toast the world, and enjoy life this weekend. Don’t worry about the unimportant, focus on the aspects that matter – your family, your passion, the things you love and adore and couldn’t live without.

Cheers,
Matthew

A year ago I started my Blog, opened up my Twitter account, and decided to create my platform that would result in the release of Beyond Parallel.

A year later things are established (although still very raw) and Beyond Parallel is a mere two weeks from release. Craziness!

I adore this time of year and I hope it brings you nothing but happiness. Enjoy the festive season, end 2012 in style, and start 2013 with a boom!

It seems as though the Mayans were wrong, so let's make the most it, shall we :)

And if you want some joy before you leave, check out my latest Beyond Parallel Reading:

http://youtu.be/TDvSCB1IyHE

Peace to you
Matthew

I...Am...Not...A...Morning...Person!

Yet as I write this it's 4am and I'm pouring coffee down my throat. Pretty soon I'll be on my way London, sat on a coach for hour on end.

But it's got me thinking about earlier risers, and how some people start the day off writing and editing and all things nice.

How do they do it, and more importantly, will I ever be able to do it?

I wake early most days now, but I'm always tired and useless. My early morning tasks are to read Blogs and prep my day. But I would love to wake up, head over to my desk, and write for a few hours.

Can you imagine how amazing it would be to draft three of four-thousand words before breakfast? Wow...one day :)

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