
Finding Purpose in the Final Quarter: Why I Write Stories That Matter
I write at my desk in the quiet hours before dawn, when my children still dream, and my wife sleeps peacefully beside me. The words don’t always come easily. Some days, they feel trapped behind a fog that grows thicker yearly. But I write every day with whatever clarity I can muster.
I write because I must because time isn’t on my side, and because stories saved me, and I believe they might save someone else.
My name is Blair Steward, and I’m racing against an invisible clock.
The Game That Gave and Took
Football defined much of my life. From the peewee leagues, where I first learned to drop back in the pocket, through high school, where dreams began to seem possible, to college and beyond, where I pursued the game with single-minded determination, I was always the quarterback. I loved everything about it — the strategy, the camaraderie, the perfect spiral cutting through the autumn air, the roar when you connect on a deep route.
I didn’t understand then the price my brain was paying with each hit, each “get back up, shake it off” moment, and each “seeing stars” that coaches dismissed with a water break. By 26, I had hung up my cleats, but the damage was already done. It wasn’t my head that did it, it was a Lis Franc fracture that I still limp with to this day. I’m 35 years old now.
The diagnosis came later: Chronic Traumatic Encephalopathy (CTE). The progressive brain condition associated with repeated blows to the head wasn’t just from football, though. My childhood had its playbook of trauma, with physical abuse that my young brain absorbed long before I ever stepped onto a field.
The symptoms worsen gradually — memory problems, confusion, impaired judgment, impulse control issues, aggression, depression, and eventually progressive dementia. There’s no cure, only management, only precious time to use what remains of my cognitive function.
This isn’t a plea for sympathy. It’s the context for urgency.
Stories as Salvation
Books were always my sanctuary. When life at home became unbearable, when locker room bravado felt hollow, and when the post-football identity crisis hit, stories provided both escape and understanding. They helped me make sense of my experiences and showed me possibilities beyond my immediate circumstances.
After my diagnosis, when I could no longer work a traditional job due to my cognitive challenges, I found myself returning to stories, but from the other side. What if I could create the kind of narratives that had once saved me? What if I could speak directly to young people navigating their difficult passages?
This wasn’t about building a literary career. It was about purpose, legacy, and using whatever time and mental clarity I had left to craft something meaningful that might outlast my functioning mind.
So, I began writing young adult novels centered on sports and history, stories that would entertain me while delivering the hard-earned wisdom I wished someone had shared with me. These were not morality tales but authentic coming-of-age journeys where characters face real challenges, make mistakes and grow.
The Urgency of Now
Here’s the brutal truth that shadows every word I write: I likely won’t see my children graduate from high school. The progression of my condition means there will come a time, probably sooner than most parents face, when I won’t fully recognize the beautiful family that gives my life meaning. When memory, when our shared joy will become inaccessible to me, though they’ll remain with them.
This reality creates an urgency that fuels my writing. Each story completed is a piece of myself preserved, lessons and values captured while I can still articulate them. Each book is a time capsule of the father and man I am now before the progressive cognitive decline takes that away.
My wife understands this urgency. She creates the space and time for me to write, managing more than her share of parenting duties when I’m having difficult days. She knows these stories aren’t just books — they’re a form of extended presence, a way for our children to know their father’s mind and heart even when direct communication becomes impossible.
Not Your Typical Author Marketing
This is where my approach diverges from conventional author promotion. I don’t have the luxury of time to promote my literary career through traditional channels. I can’t do extensive book tours or speaking engagements — my good days are unpredictable, and public appearances can be overwhelming for my compromised cognitive processing.
Social media marketing requires consistent engagement and strategic thinking, which becomes more challenging as my condition progresses. The standard advice to “build your author platform” assumes capabilities and timeline advantages I don’t possess.
More importantly, the audiences typically targeted by algorithmic marketing aren’t necessarily the readers who need these stories the most.
My books are written for young people at crucial crossroads, for parents and teachers looking to connect with this generation, and for anyone who feels misunderstood by conventional systems. They’re for the quietly struggling athlete, the student who doesn’t fit neatly into established categories, and the young person seeking models of authentic strength and vulnerability.
These readers aren’t always the ones most visible to publishing algorithms. They’re often found through word-of-mouth, a teacher’s recommendation, or a parent who recognizes their child in a character description.
A Different Kind of Request
So here’s what I’m asking, without pretense or marketing strategy: If you believe in the power of stories to guide, comfort, and transform young lives, consider sharing mine.
Visit www.blairsteward.com or search for Blair Steward on Amazon. Read the sample chapters. If they resonate with you, if you see value in these narratives, help them reach the people who might need them.
This could mean recommending them to a young person in your life, suggesting them to a school or community library, sharing them with parents navigating the challenges of raising teenagers or passing them along to coaches working to build character alongside athletic skills.
I’m not focused on bestseller lists or literary accolades. I’m interested in these stories reaching the specific young people who might find in them what I once sought in books — understanding, direction, and the reassurance that their path, however unconventional, can lead to purpose.
The Legacy That Matters
My four-year-old daughter and six-year-old son are still too young to read my novels, but someday they will. When they’re teenagers navigating their own complex worlds, I may no longer be able to offer real-time fatherly advice. My condition will likely have progressed to a point where our relationship bears little resemblance to what it is now.
But these books will be there. The values, lessons, and perspectives will be preserved in stories about young people finding their way. My voice, heart, andyEndymionrheartwwilll will be captured in narratives they can revisit throughout their lives.
That’s the true purpose behind my writing. The books are for young readers everywhere, but they’re also time capsules for my children — messages in bottles sent forward to a future where I’ll still be present physically but perhaps absent in the ways that matter most to parent-child relationships.
A Final Word of Gratitude
If you’ve read this far, thank you. Thank you for giving attention to the words of someone you don’t know, whose circumstances might seem far removed from your own.
Whether or not my books ever find their way into your hands or the hands of someone you care about, I’m grateful for the moments of your life you’ve shared with me through this reflection.
The progression of CTE has taught me that consciousness, memory, and identity — the very things we take most for granted — are precious and fragile. Each moment of connection, however brief, matters. Each story shared, value transmitted, and authentic exchange creates ripples that extend beyond our limitations.
So while I have this moment of clarity, while words still organize themselves coherently in my mind and find their way to the page, I’ll keep writing stories that will matter. Stories that might offer direction to young people navigating difficult passages. Stories that preserve something of my better self for my children’s future.
In the case you want to, you can find my books at www.blairsteward.com or by searching Blair Steward on Amazon. Montgomery Majors, Paperback Playbook, To Detonate a Diamond and many more are available in print and Kindle.
And if they speak to you, if they feel like stories that should be shared, I would be deeply grateful for your help guiding them to the readers who might need them most.
Thank you for your time, your attention, and your consideration.






