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Even the best laid plans

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You know one of the things I really like about writing fiction? Things go how I want them.

Ok, I’ll admit that I am a bit of a control freak, but when you’re writing fiction the whole world is your playground and while we’re often not nice to our little imaginary friends we generally know what’s going to happen to them, how they’ll react and what happens next.

The unpredictability of life is great – you never know when something fantastic is going to come around the corner but I’ve found that something fantastic is usually followed by a crap thing of equal or greater value, it’s like the universe wants balance. A couple of years ago I had the most amazingly fantastic thing happen in my life – two weeks later I nearly died from clots in my heart and lungs caused by a hole in my heart I didn’t know about, this week I got an unexpected tax refund from the UK only to find out that my car is (to quote my mechanic) very sick and will probably suck up the money I just got which I had earmarked for travel.  Actually maybe it’s a Europe thing as I was on my way to Europe when I had my ‘oops I nearly died moment’ so maybe Europe is just repelling me, great way to give a girl a complex.

Even my writing has suffered from tales of the unexpected.  Not long after I pressed ‘publish’ yesterday I got a phone call from my Mum saying my Dad had been taken to hospital.  I had to cancel the vet appointment for the cat (cue one very confused cat who couldn’t understand why he’d been kept in all day only to be let out for no reason) and go and collect my Dad’s car.  Dad’s fine so I can make light of it but I would have written more if I’d been able to stick to the plan for the day, well that’s what I tell myself.  It’s not procrastination with purpose, of course not.

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