March 7, 2014
Hi there, Weekend. It’s time for a Sweet Little Something – an end of the week morsel that we would love your comments on. It may be a photograph, a link, a poem…some tidbit of inspiration. Leave us a note or create a haiku for a photograph if it takes your fancy. We love hearing your thoughts…
March 3, 2014
Recently, I took Little e to a favourite children’s farm in the middle of the city (this one), so she could experience the animals and learn about the workings of a farm like I did at her age. In fact, my parents took me to the exact same farm when I was two (and three and five and seven and…well, I think I went once as a teen too because: nostalgia). Watching her marvel at the broad, soft face of a Jersey cow and the rotundness of a wiry-haired pig took me back to those early visits.
It also reminded me of my early writing. The stories about animals with thinly veiled plots taken from my own life (and I didn’t even know what Animal Farm was yet). Or stolen directly from a story I’d just read. Which reminded me of how embarrassing those stories can seem today. I mean, I can’t even get through some of that stuff now. Not to say it wasn’t important–and good–at the time. After all, how much can you critique a five-year-old’s story? But after a few decades of hard work improving my writing, seeing some of those early attempts is a stark contrast and a window into my brain at the time. Which is fascinating and a little scary. And aren’t good things a bit of both sometimes?
It reminds me that I am witnessing moments of my daughter’s that she may look back on and cringe over. Like I have about my own. [I can recall, while writing an epic poem called "The War of the Animals," how bossy--nay, tyrannical--I was about the accompanying illustrations, done by a friend. I'd say now the drawings outshine the verse.] But above all, it reminds me that I have always had a writer’s mind, no matter how innocently it started out. And that is very comforting.
Sometimes Little e asks me to tell her a story in the car. Yesterday, the character development went like this:
Me: Who is this story about?
E: A cow.
Me: What’s the cow’s name?
Me: Anyone else in the story?
E: A goat.
Me: The goat’s name?
E: (Pause) Goat.
Me: And what do they eat for dinner?
Me: Excellent. I can feel the tension.
And as much as I love delving into complex and multi-faceted worlds in my novels, it’s really nice to go back to the beginning, the place where all our stories started, whether we are now writers or readers. For me, this is a nice little chance to rewrite the awkward stories of my six-year-old self, to make them appealing to my child (both offspring and inner) and to get her hooked on narrative the way I was. Because I think we all start out that way–loving stories, wanting to know what happens next. I never grew out of it, and I hope my kids* don’t either.
*Yes, that is plural for a reason. Little e will be a big sister in June. Which in her world is a loooooong time and in ours is barrelling up on us at frightening speed.
February 28, 2014
Why… hello, Friday. That means it’s time for a Sweet Little Something – an end of the week morsel that we would love your comments on. It may be a photograph, a link, a poem…some tidbit of inspiration. Leave us a note or create a haiku for a photograph if it takes your fancy. We luuuurve your creativity!
Haven’t you always wanted to know the relationship between great writers’ sleep habits and their productivity? No? Well, this amazing visualization might make you wish you had…or whatever. We love all things visually represented in this house, so we’re smitten. Check out the article here and the visual here.
February 23, 2014
Finally folks, here is the post I promised. There is chocolate. Oh yes. I prepared this post after Ria’s ethereal Fog post and I was on a bit of an F word buzz. F being for Feast. And Fantastic. And February, before she vanishes. And Fffffffwwwwooooooaaarr because you’ve eaten so much you need to unbutton your trousers.
It’s been a very good season for feasting. We’ve had BBQ weather, picnic weather, sandwiches and ice-cream weather. Weather for standing at the open door of your cool-bellied fridge and marveling at all the bounty inside. And for those of you who follow our instagram feed you’ve probably already noticed it’s been The Summer of Chocolate. I’ve done so much afghan biscuit making I’ve been asked for the recipe. Which has meant making (ahem, eating) many, many more batches of biscuits to get it perfect.
Today, because of all the chocky munching I’ve been doing, I have not one but….wait for it…it gets sequential…TWO great chocolate recipes for you AND a link to another, making it a trifecta of chocolate goodness.
I know, I know, don’t thank me (just send cash).
February 21, 2014
Why… hello, Friday. That means it’s time for a Sweet Little Something – an end of the week morsel that we would love your comments on. It may be a photograph, a link, a poem…some tidbit of inspiration. Leave us a note or create a haiku for a photograph if it takes your fancy. We heart your creativity!