In a fit of organisation I decided I need to blog here a little more regularly. Or at least that’s the plan. And get some more guests as Sarah was so awesome. (Anyone wanna guestblog?) And in the spirit of that decision, I thought I’d actually write about writing. Not just craft, although there will surely be some of that, but also about my writing life, the things that impact me and don’t and hopefully some of it will be helpful.
And if it isn’t helpful hopefully I’ll make you laugh. At me.
Oh dear, I’m not sure this is working out the way I planned.
I’m pretty sure someone else did a post similar to this recently but I can’t for the life of me find it. If I didn’t dream it (entirely possible) I will be happy to link back if anyone can identify it for me. But here’s my take on Control, anyway.
A writer friend of mine emailed the other day to let me know that due to a conversation a few of us had been having via email she had experienced something of an epiphany.
“I’ve been stressing for a year and a half over things I can’t control.”
My first response was: “Aren’t we all.”
Which led to my second: “WHY do we put ourselves through that?”