Dear 27 year old me,
today you have two interviews about Fun Palaces and one about your short story collection, you have a book reading tonight, tomorrow you fly to NYC to get a show you directed into a new theatre, on Sunday night you fly back in time for a Monday Fun Palaces interview.
Yes it is knackering, and it’s brilliant.
And you’re very lucky in that you also have a brilliant partner who gets how it is.
The thing is, 27 year old me, you wanted all these things then, and you didn’t understand that you hadn’t yet done the work that would make them happen. You hadn’t yet done ALL the work that was rejected or ‘not understood’ or seemed to end in nothing.
Those ‘failures’ got you to this place too.
Dear 75 year old me, I’m so looking forward to what you have to say to me at 51.
Stella x
(ps 75, do you think, by then, someone else might be paying for the flights?!)
mostly about Fun Palaces, sort of about everything, sort of about writing
Not Writing But Blogging 
Thanks for this; I’m about to turn 27 and have been feeling a bit negatively about it. I’ve had a difficult 18 months and feel a bit frustrated about what I do and don’t have, compared with what I thought I would/ought to. So this resonated, thank you.
Long term fan, by the way! I’ll give anything you write a read. Best of luck and congrats on the amazing sounding trip to Nigeria- there’s nowhere like Africa š
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oh, I do hope 27 is far more exciting than you expect at the moment. I always prefer the even numbers to the odd ones, and I LOVED 27 (it’s when I met Shelley), getting older is a GREAT thing, I hope you find that too.
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