This story truly comes from the depths of my heart. Late in 2001, my mother-in-law, Judy, was diagnosed with cancer. Unfortunately, it had already coursed throughout most of her body.
Her doctor gave her six months to a year to live. Instead of placing her in a nursing home, my husband and I decided that we should close down my in home daycare and do hospice for her in our home.
It was doubly hard because not only did she have cancer, but she had suffered a stroke a couple years before that left her without the muscles to speak or eat solid food. When she needed something, she would write a note and we had to feed her through a tube in her stomach.
The doctors were wrong about her life expectancy. She was only with us another three weeks.
Her son, my husband at the time, came up with the idea for the book. If you found out you only had a short time left on earth, what would you want to do? He had the idea about this kid basically going door to door and trying to help the people in his life become whole again.
With my first hand knowledge of the effects of cancer, and issues faced by teens (which were personal experience, or through friends), I ran with it. I wrote the novel during NaNoWriMo (National Novel Writing Month) of 2009.
The rest is history. . .