Anyone who uses Facebook will be familiar with its random ‘memories’ – posts from years ago that pop up at the press of the login button. I’ve seen many a tight-lipped rant from someone who has been inappropriately shown a memento of a long-gone relationship or something else that didn’t warrant an unexpected reminder. The ‘memories’ it presents to me tend to be strangely random. Maybe random is how I am on Facebook. But this morning for once I was shown something substantive. A link to a guest blog on the Writers’ Workshop from five years ago, detailing my tortuous route to publication – many lessons learnt along the way and a story of which I’m always happy to be reminded.