Of Writing and Children…

I have been trying to write more than poetry these days - I’m going for some short fiction as well. The problem is, it takes me a lot longer to get into the meat of a story than it does to use poetry to explain one of my thoughts or feelings. For some, it might be the other way around - for me, I guess my brain works differently.

Anyway, having Julia toddle around my feet while I’m trying to work just isn’t working! She needs attention, I know, but even when she’s doing something like watching TV she keeps trying to shut my laptop in anger. Or, when she’s asleep - she’ll wake up crying just as I settle down to write. Of course, she has no idea she’s doing this to me, but frustration!

I keep telling myself things will change as she gets older and more independent, but sometimes this seems a million years away. Plus, I need to write for money as well - I don’t have enough time for fiction. Arrgh!

Thing is, I don’t even know if I’m good at prose. Never been published, never had rave reviews or praise. Not that I expect that, but there’s really no indication I should continue. But I want to - so I charge on and hope Julia will give me a few seconds each day.

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