How to Stop the World

Returning guest blogger Sunny Frazier, whose first novel in the Christy Bristol Astrology Mysteries, Fools Rush In, received the Best Novel Award from Public Safety Writers Association, is here today with her thoughts on getting some control of one’s own life.

The third Christy Bristol Astrology Mystery, A Snitch in Time, is in bookstores now.

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Who remembers a Broadway musical called “Stop the World—I Want to Get Off” from 54 years ago? Anthony Newley played Littlechap and the play is an allegory of stages of a human’s life. Littlechap is trying to navigate his life and when he gets overwhelmed he cries out “Stop!” He turns to the audience and explains or complains. The hit song from the production is “What Kind of Fool Am I?”

Recently I experienced much of Littlechap’s anxieties. As many of you know I recently got a kidney transplant. I had to stay in Portland for six weeks. It was much like a vacation only instead of coming home with a tan, I came home with a scar.

Waiting for me were 3,000 emails and an answering machine filled with messages. Overwhelmed, I started to go through them. Most of the messages weren’t really important. They were disposable.

It dawned on me that lately I’d spent much of my writing career not writing. Instead, I’d been taking up too many activities, got involved with groups that ate up my time and energy. Now I had tremors from the 38 pills I had to take daily. I had to wear a surgical mask in public. The doctors told me to cut out much of my social life and give myself time to recover.

I took their advice. I announced to all my contacts that I was going to be unreachable for a while. It was a drastic move and worried many of them. But I needed the hiatus. I had gone through some major changes, physically and mentally. So, I stopped my world, jumped off and took a good look at what was going on.

My solution? There’s a reason the computer has a delete key. I hit it and all those emails vanished. If they were important, it didn’t matter. They were gone from my life. I began to say “no” instead of agreeing to every task put before me. I didn’t answer phone calls. I hate cell phones and very few people have the number.

Could you do it? Could you detach from your life for a week? It’s your world to jump in or jump off. It’s your life and you should have control.