Wednesday, April 9, 2008

Confession Tuesday

Yesterday instead of writing and reading blogs, I spent the day with my 12-year-old daughter. She’s on spring break. We had a good day. And it was a full day, a day of her talking. You know life is a trip when you’re 12.

I signed on for NaPoWriMo, but I don’t have the discipline. I thought about quitting altogether and then I told myself to stick it out. This is my first year and continuing is better than quitting.

I took my final exam required for my job on Sunday. It took a full shift to complete and I’m so glad it’s over. I hate testing. It’s not that I don’t do well rather is the dread of being evaluated and the pressure of knowing I must do well. I did fine.

I’ve been reading a lot. I wish I could say the same about writing. Today is my Sunday. I'll be working at the nonprofit today and work to do at home that I’ve been avoiding for months. My plan is to surf and read today, too. Let’s see how much I get done today.


Anonymous said...

these confessions gave me mixed emotions. :)

happy that you're writing them (it counts as writing, you know).

sympathetic -- and maybe a little sad -- that you must be so exhausted by everything.

happy again that you're going to keep napowrimo in mind and give it a small effort instead of no effort.

it's comforting to hear of time with family and the nonprofit, too. does it give you fuel?

January said...

Why don't you try writing a poem a week. So by the end of the month, you'll have a few more poems than when you started.

Glad the exam is behind you, even happier that you spent time with your daughter.

Hang in there!

...deb said...

Listening to your daughter :-)...and I echo PDW & Jan.

I also say: good for reading. Very, very good. There is joy and release and learning there. Ah, sweet books.

susan said...

Thanks guys,
I feel like the whiny, puny kids compared to you all. I think you're all so much more together.

Anywhoo, know your support means more than I can say. Now why didn't I think once a week? This is the benefit of having friends: you have a way of pointing out the obvious without being critical.

christine said...

Selfishly I want to read more of your work here, but I know how precious time with a 12-year old daughter is. Twelve is an age when kids are still usually excited about going places with adults.

NaPoWriMo is an articifial deadline. Your poetry is not going to end or stop, because you have it in you. It's merely biding its time until the right clearing comes. We could all use a Room of One's Own.

At least the milestone of the test is done. I'm right there with you on that one.

Now I know you have at least two daughters. Poems in real life!

I like January's advice.

Mariacristina said...

I just read your last comment to the others, and I want you to know that you seem VERY together to me. I'm amazed at the depth of your thought process, the level of your compassion for others, and your need to write and make a difference in the world.

We all feel like scared three-year olds sometimes, I think.