Didn’t see that coming…

dandelion

Life has been interesting of late. Yes, do read that with sarcastic undertones, because that is how it’s meant.

I’m one of those people who likes to be in control, although I know I rarely am. But lately, I’ve been dodging little events that have sort of rocked me back on my heels. Things that make me want to scream “STOP!”  — for instance, the illnesses of friends and their children — and have the universe listen. Then there are things that just leave me shaking my head in disbelief.

If I didn’t have a sense of humor, I’m fairly certain I’d be locked in a padded room by now. 😉 I am convinced that in the grand scheme of life, the Universe and everything, I am a permanent fixture on God’s comedy channel. I realize each little adventure; each little blip in my life is rather small. They are also mostly those things I can look back on months or years from now and laugh. Um, I hope.

Meanwhile, what to do with the angst, stress and drama? Have a hissy or two — yes, I do that, I’m sorry to say. I am a very emotional human being. But once my head is clear, I can channel those emotions, those experiences, into my writing. No, every heroine is NOT me, and I refuse to admit — except to very close friends — what traits I share with my fictional characters. Yet, I do use my experiences to help me describe an emotion or a physical sensation — for instance, a horrendous headache experienced by my heroine, Beth, in the novel, BROKEN. I use what I know; what I have experienced, to add depth to the otherwise one-dimensional characters on the page.

What doesn’t kill me, makes me stronger. At this point, I should be able to bench-press a Buick. 😉 Then again, if it doesn’t kill me, at least it might help me become a better person and a better writer.

 

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