Why Growing Pains Are What They Are…

How’s it going? Normal weekend, normal week for me. Except for Tuesday, I think it was, when it rained nearly all day (literally). Wind howling, rain slashing. Oof.

Other than that, I got the edit cleaned up I was supposed to clean up, about as well as I can do. I’m in talks to get more work lined up with this editing client, which is great (although I did express that I wanted to make sure I didn’t have too many balls in the air, so to speak).

I’ve grown along with them, which has been very valuable to me, to the point of being invaluable.

As far as the post title, sometimes growing has been painful (maybe another time I’ll tell you about the time I nearly hyperventilated–the ONLY time I ever got close to hyperventilating). Not sure I’ve told you about that before.

Or the hours I’ve been wide awake worrying about something that’s editing related. I’ve learned to be thorough, or compile detailed emails about those things, and send them. Oh, and write it down. Write almost everything down.

I’ve grown as a writer and an editor in the past couple years, and it’s something to be grateful for, and proud of–and I am.

But without that pain, I wouldn’t be where I am right now. Part of that pain being learning how to get out of my own way, being willing to research, and doing my best to try again–and again.

How about you? Have you had experiences that led you to realize, in hindsight, that you’d become a better person? Drop me a line in the comments about it, if you’d like.

Tomorrow is the prompt–Triple F. Be sure to stop by, okay? We’ll be putting out another Crossword Clues segment.

Until next time,

Ty

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About Ty Mall

Thanks for stopping by. I've almost always been interested in writing, among other things. Along with discovering pop culture, I've uncovered a lot about the craft over the past 10 years. And whether you're a fiction writer or email copywriter, I'm here to pass on what I've found out. And have a ton of fun in the process.
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