As the end of my first NaNoWriMo * approaches, and I realize that I have five days left and 13,000 more words to write, (ack!) I've been feeling that struggle again- the struggle of the writing parent. While some of my circumstances have changed a little since I first published this a year ago, the… Continue reading On Being a Writing Parent – Roll the Dice and Hope for the Best!
I'm constantly learning from my children. Most of these lessons are about the precious nature of time or the futility of cleaning, but recently my eldest had the opportunity to teach Mom a bit about history, too. She received the Stuck Inside Creativity Book * as a gift on our recent Midwest travels. It was… Continue reading Making Anzac Biscuits
The blackberries have nearly all ripened, staining my children's hands and mouths red and begging to be baked into pies or mashed into jam. The sun is more sluggish to rise each morning, and my teaching nightmares have started. Summer is waning. The flurry of activities- soaking up a little more sun, squeezing in one… Continue reading Five Quick YA Reads for the End Of Summer
Ah, details. There's nothing like a detail that's out of place or forgotten for pulling me out of a story. For instance, I have no problem watching a movie about reconstituted dinosaurs walking the Earth. I'll even accept that the characters truly believe that this time having said dinosaurs in a theme park will work out. But… Continue reading Fictional Babies Never Spit Up: On Writing Characters With Children
Sun! The Sun has returned! I've mentioned before that finding family adventures is a challenge during the Pacific Northwest's interminable rainy season. When the sun comes back, everything changes. It takes a little adjusting, as pale, waterlogged people exit their houses, blinking and cringing in the glare. (A radio station once told me that Seattle… Continue reading Exploring Point No Point
I've accepted the fact that my home is not my own. Shining plastic eyes of a zoo's worth of stuffed animals watch as I try to cross my living room unwounded by Legos and matchbox cars. Bath toys attack from their shelf as I grab the disinfectant, and search for the source of that… Continue reading Tangible History
Writing while parenting small children is hard. Honestly? Simpler tasks that require no creativity, like showering, are hard. Sometimes I catch myself focusing on the negatives of the journey- the sleepless nights, my disaster area of a living room, another diaper going through the wash, the day's plans out the window because someone's sick again. The joy gets… Continue reading The Joys of Being a Parent AND a Writer
As the end of my first NaNoWriMo approaches, and I realize that I have five days left and 13,000 more words to write, (ack!) I've been feeling that struggle again- the struggle of the writing parent. While some of my circumstances have changed a little since I first published this a year ago, the tension… Continue reading On Being a Writing Parent – Roll the Dice and Hope for the Best!
I had the best intentions. I enjoy writing. I love my children. How hard could it be to keep a journal of their milestones? How could I possibly fail to record the cute things they said, and the humorous little anecdotes of their early years? The pile of blank journals available for use when I… Continue reading Sweet Stories
"Put me in your hair," says my baby, (who isn't anymore, really.) "What? Put you in my hair?" "Put me in your hair, because I'm a flower!" She proceeds to attempt to climb onto my head as I laugh and try to preserve my spine. She's spent the summer weaving dandelions into my hair and… Continue reading Finding and Losing Time