makar [ˈmækər]
n (Literature / Poetry) Scot a creative artist, esp a poet
[a Scot variant of maker]

Tuesday, June 17, 2014

I found this piece (How Has Parenthood Informed Your Writing Life?) in The New York Times really interesting. This description sounds a lot like me:

"The writer is a muddy-eyed solitary, immersed in ungraspable moods. The defect, the brain splinter that makes her a writer is anti-domestic. She waits, yearning, for the moment when the imagination goes rogue and love and duty go out the window. Not easy to live with. And children need, require, deserve, must have attention. So what’s the answer? If you happen to find out, do me a favor and let me know." James Parker

But I also really loved this idea:

"But as a parent, I recognize I have something in common with everyone. Everyone is someone’s child. So I have given myself permission to write more widely, to range more freely in my selection of characters, to imagine being people I previously steered clear of imagining, entering them via our shared someone’s-child-ness. In this way, parenthood has expanded my sense of being human. It has made me more porous. To be a parent is to be utterly dependent on the mercy of strangers, to depend on humanity to do your children no grievous harm." Mohsin Hamed

Read the whole article - it's a good one.

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

So you know that you're not coping too well when you walk into the monkey bars in the playground, say "oh shit" very loudly in front of lots of children, and then burst into tears. Yeah, that was me today. This parenting gig is tough; it just seems to get tougher. It forces you to revisit all your own childhood angst, dredging up horrible emotions you'd long ago (somehow) forgotten.  Then there's the guilt and the dabbling in amateur psychology to explain why it's all your fault. And all the time you're fighting your instinct to just wrap the kids up in cotton wool, move to the countryside, and start homeschooling. Oh my.

Tuesday, June 3, 2014

School camp was a surprisingly rejuvenating experience...the two year old's three nights of fevers, accompanied by a hacking cough, less so. It's going to be one of those weeks...

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