I spend a great deal of time talking about writing, studying writing, and reading other peoples’ writing. What I don’t spend a great deal of time doing is writing. Unless you count blogs, board comments, and emails, but we can’t really count those.
Just when I convinced myself I shouldn’t feel guilty for putting the writing on the back burner while I settle all the other demands in my life, my daughter has become a prolific writer. She loves to make up stories and they are not the typical fare you’d expect from an eight year old. When she has a new project, she pushes herself to write and even illustrates every page.
An example of her depth can be found in her latest project. Her class is spending the week learning about Ancient Greece, which has become the backdrop of her story about a young Greek girl. You might expect her to talk about the neat house where the girl lives or the pretty dresses she wears, but not my kiddo. Her character loses her mother in a fire at age five, loses her father to war at age 13, and is now facing the world on her own. I can’t wait to see what tragedy befalls this child next.
Let me say once again, my daughter is EIGHT YEARS OLD? Talk about feeling inferior. Don’t get me wrong, I’m proud beyond belief. She’s asked a couple of times in the last week if we can get her books published. I have the means to print her work, include her illustrations and even bind it into a book so my plan is to make it happen and put her book into her hands. Here’s hoping one day I find someone to do the same for me.
Your turn to gush. What have your kids done to make you proud? If you don’t have kids, how about nieces, nephews or someone special in your life who inspires you? And is anyone else as worried as I am that my daughter’s story is NOT going to have a HEA?