Not very quickly and certainly not reliably but I'm still literate! Between work, motherhood, being a good Partner in Crime and general member of society I find my reading has fallen off the chart.
What I'm actually saying is that I have fallen prey to a rookie parenting mistake; reading in bed. Don't even get me started about writing, if you've been reading this blog for any amount of time - you may have enjoyed more prolific periods in my past. Long ago. I believe that
I'm reading Anne Lamont's book, Bird by Bird; some Instructions on Writing and Life right now. I haven't read any of her books but she has been recommended to my by some incredibly funny, literate and talented women.
It's taking awhile but I have been laughing obnoxiously on the streetcar. Something that needs to be done every day. That's what I'm missing, now to find out how and where. There has to be some time to be found.
I also deeply appreciated the entire chapter on 'Shitty First Drafts' - without which there can never be spectacular essays.
I've always thought the finished product just happened if you had any talent. Turns out the difference between a hack and a writer is that a writer can make it through that first draft.
It's nice to know I'm not a complete imbecile - just unfocussed. I wonder if this second child will help me get through my second draft.