Ride that rollercoaster, and whoop it up!

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The past 6 months haven’t been great for me. Towards the end of 2016 my mojo took a huge dive.

Writer’s block? More like writer’s removal-of-creativity-to-be-replaced-by-Spongebob-pasta-shapes.

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Then, just as I began to get back into writing, my former literary agent and I parted ways.

So, on paper I’m back to square one — looking for an agent who’s a good fit.

I’ve learned a lot in the past few years though, mainly that it’s the journey not the destination that matters. It’s what you pick up on the way, as you ride the ups and downs of life’s rollercoaster which shapes you as a person. It’s how you behave when a gust of wind blows a crisp packet into your face, or your coaster-buddy throws up on your new jeans.

If you’re riding your own hairy rollercoaster right now, repeat after me —

‘It’s all fuel for the fire; it’s building your character in order to inform your characters.’

So, lift your arms high, and scream into the wind.

It’ll soon be over and you’ll be back in that queue wanting more of the same.

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