My personality dictates that whenever I go through a challenging period, I seek answers for particular questions.

1. Did I do this to myself?
2. Could I have avoided this?
3. Will it happen again?
4. How has it changed me?

Are situations here to teach us anything? Or are well all just fumbling along, hoping that Lady Luck will quit with the hide-and-seek game so we can finally get to gettin’? That’s what I want to know.

This writing journey is not for the faint of heart. Allowing the creation of your mind – your baby – to come under criticism from someone who wasn’t there at conception is tough business.

I’m learning that my thin skin needs some pounding, and that I need tough critique partners who won’t let me show my ass to the next person without wiping it first. I need a writing group that seeks to pull out the best in me, and me the best in them.

Time to go hunting for these people wherever they may be.

Wish me luck!