I’m in my middle years of life. Sometimes I wonder why they’re not called the muddle years as life seems to suddenly turn upside down and inside out.
I remember my 30s. Life was ahead of me. My thought was that I was wise now and had years to sort out life.
Once, I was 20. The road ahead glistened with all things new and there was potential everywere.
But I am in my 40s and am a Writer. So there is only one cure… ad that is to write about it.
I can see my next novel now… the plot is as follows:
Character… 40 yo. Desire… Meaning of life… Obstacle… she’s living with a Magical Pumpkin Pie that won’t let her leave…
Anyone else know how to turn this into a meaningful story?