The other day I was working on a story and I said out loud, "Wow, I can't believe that happened." My seven year old daughter looked up from a piece of artwork she was creating, slipped off her stool, and came over to the table when I was writing.
"Mommy," she said. "You say that all the time. But how can you be surprised? You're the writer! Don't you make the stories?"
How could I explain to my seven year old, that while that is true, I do write the story, I often find that I am not entirely in control of the plot. Matter of fact, sometimes I have no control at all. I am just the fingers that type the words down. The words themselves come from someplace deep inside.
At least I hope they do. Other wise the answer to my child really should be that mommy's just a little nutty and not to mind her.
Do you control your stories or do your stories control you? Leave a comment and tell me about it.
