Looking back over the last few posts, p.C. (pre-Christmas), I realized I’ve been a bit whiney lately. Yuck!
So here is my early resolution: NO MORE WHINING!!
My life is my life. So what if I can’t write as many hours a day as I would like? The fact of the matter is I still write consistently. And I ponder. While I drive kids I think through story lines, get to know characters. In snippets of quiet moments I jot down conversations that have drifted my way and situations I’ve observed. And I read—good books that will raise my standards and not-so-good books that exemplify how not to write—while I wait for ball games to begin or kids to pile in my car or a friend who is running late for lunch. (Sometimes even at a red light—but don’t tell!)
All of the above is writing work, even if it doesn’t net me a certain number new words every day. And until I have a deadline staring me in the face, I need to embrace the flexibility my writing affords.
So good-bye whiney writer. I’m leaving you in late 2006. This writer—one of the five bazillion other writers in the world—is moving forward, past whining to contentment.
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3 comments:
D'Ann,
To put it in terms that are somewhat Biblical, you're still "doing a good work," whether you're sitting at the computer, plotting in your head, or "just" being a good wife and mother.
And, by the way, I haven't noticed you being particularly whiney. Just human.
Have a blessed Christmas and a wonderful new year.
You have exactly 20 days left to whine. If I were you, I'd be doing some extra whining now to get it all out.
And I read a red lights, too.
No whining. Okay. Good resolution. (but I promise to listen to you whenever you accidentally break it! :)
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