I didn’t set out to become a journal creator.
I’m not a life coach. I’m not a psychologist. I’m a 56-year-old working bloke from Yorkshire who has always looked for ways to gee myself up and keep moving when life gets difficult.
I’D BUY A JOURNAL. START IT. THEN STOP.
I’m impatient. If something becomes repetitive, I lose interest quickly. I didn’t want to answer the same questions every morning or stare at a huge blank space trying to think of something profound to write.
I wanted something that gave me a reason to wonder what tomorrow’s page would ask me to do.
So I started building the journal I wanted for myself: different days, different thoughts, small real-world challenges, checkpoints, recovery days and a sense that the book was actually going somewhere.
That idea became 90 Days Forward.










