PBW writes:

I recently gave an interview during which I was asked “Has writing changed who you are or how you see the world?”, and I answered Writing has allowed me to cope with who I am and the world around me. That’s still true. No matter how drastically your life and the world changes, the work is always there, waiting. Writing through the worst times can be a release for emotions that have no other appropriate outlet, and that can turn self-destructive if you keep them bottled up.

First of all, it was wonderful to see her posting again. Please continue to keep her in your thoughts.

Writing has allowed me to cope with who I am and the world around me…this particular line strikes home with me because I’m mentally preparing for another of the four year old’s (planned) surgeries today to expand the rods in her back a bit. She gets it done every 5 months or so. Writing is my escape, and the wonderful thing about it is that it allows me to be close with the four year old and still block out the chaos around us.

I always try to use the emotion I’m feeling when I’m sitting in the waiting room and funnel it into my writing. It’s either that or sit and stare into space and think of all the things that could go wrong and wish I didn’t know quite so much. Although, me being the way I am, I couldn’t have it any other way. Reading doesn’t work, because I’m not really paying attention. But if I can lose myself in writing for a bit, I can take the nervous energy and all the other emotions swirling around inside me and get them on paper and end up with something raw and real and usable for whatever character I’m channeling.

So if you’ve got some extra thoughts and prayers, the four year old appreciates them. I’ll check in when I can – probably late Friday/early Saturday.

Steph T.