
I mind the days we swam,
the nights we confabbed too.
But face recalled not, damn!
Who could state what to do?
I mind the days we swam,
the nights we confabbed too.
But face recalled not, damn!
Who could state what to do?
When author Jack Turley was diagnosed with ulcerative colitis, a bowel disease similar to Crohnâs, he didnât lose hope or curse his fate. Instead, he turned an evidently painful episode to one that is now bringing him name and fame from right across the globe. âWriting only started getting significant time and attention in 2018 after I was diagnosed with the disease. Incapacitated and in and out of hospital, I couldnât go to work, exercise, or socialise. Throughout the last two years of illness-imposed isolation, writing was my escape,â begins the twenty-four-year-young author, speaking to the Literary Express in an exclusive interaction.