Friday, March 27, 2015

Non-writer

Yesterday, I was mistaken for a non-writer.

I was enjoying a post-yoga brunch with some fellow students and our teacher. One student, a successful writer of books and teacher of writing, asked if we would all attend a practice run of a workshop that she is developing for non-writers.

Non-writers. I kept silent. Though she is more acquaintance than friend, we are part of the same monthly poker night and I've know her for a couple of years. Yet she does not realize that I am a writer, something I've noticed before, but never bothered to correct, which is obviously my fault, not hers. Many times, when she has talked about her projects, I've thought to chime in and say...what, exactly? That I worked as a magazine writer and editor for many years? That I have a tiny blog that I never write in? That my freelance part-time writing career has dwindled down to nothing? That I have the type of writer's block that makes Fran Leibowitz look productive? I consider myself a writer, but now there's always something more important as the day dawns. Monday: tending to a sick child. Tuesday: accompanying my mother to a chemo appointment. Wednesday: French class, followed by matinee of The Heidi Chronicles, followed by telling husband that things are really no better for women now than when Wendy Wasserstein wrote this play 25 years ago. Thursday: Yoga, then reminder that I am supposedly a writer, then laundry, then carpools, then dinner, then homework help.

Today, there's nothing that stands in the way of me writing, until 2:09, when I take my Girl Scouts to sell cookies.

In a way, I am a non-writer. I don't write. Do I bother to start again?

I thought I might write a response to a Today.com essay that a couple of friends posted to Facebook yesterday, in which one mother scoffs at another for attending to her children too "preciously," creating time capsules of each year of the child's life.  The author championed the parenting style of her own 1970's mother, who sent the kids out to play unattended so she could drink cases of Tab in peace. The author's argument is that she turned out fine, so her mother's parenting philosophy must be correct.  While I agree that Tab is delicious, I wouldn't advocate emulating my parents just because I grew up to be sort of ok. They would take my brother and me to the drive-in wearing our pajamas, and tell us to sleep in the back seat, while they watched Goodbye, Columbus and chain smoked with the windows rolled up. My brother and I thought this was a fun night out, but no parent today would do this. Our parents did what seemed right to them; my husband and I do what seems right to us. Or sometimes we make one decision and reverse ourselves. We have no idea, really, what to do with a teenager. (Don't tell our son, or we're even more screwed.)

I get very exhausted when one parent denounces what they see as a pernicious trend in parenting. I've said this before, but the people who come up with the theories of parenting are always justifying their own choices. You make your choices; I'll make mine. We have no way of knowing how our kids will turn out.

13 comments:

  1. Uh, you had me hooked in your first few lines. You ARE a writer, no doubt.

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  2. Given that I have been reading you since I was, like, 13, I think that you are, in fact, a writer. You are also a number of other things, which I suspect will all balance out over time, if not on a daily basis.

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  3. I fear the impossible-to-detect double comment, so I won't try to rehash my vanished comment...just to say, I'm barely identifiable as an artist these days, and I know that ache very well. Raising kids takes time and care, however you do it. I know there are people made of different stuff who lock themselves in the studio and paint (draw, write) but that's for them. Please keep going, even a little.

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  4. "That I have the type of writer's block that makes Fran Leibowitz look productive?"

    Good one. You still got it.

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  5. Christina, anything you write makes me very happy.

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  6. Oh, Christina, you are, indeed, still a writer -- as this wonderful post shows so clearly! It's so hard to keep a life balance with a career that is much more demanding than it would appear to non-writers. You have so much happening in your life right now, I'm not surprised that you're not writing much. But you'll always be a writer and someday that can move up on your priority list again. You haven't lost your talent -- that's for sure!

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  7. I'll take what you got to give and yeah I agree about the sickening trend of glorifying the negligent 70s parenting where we were lucky if nothing bad happened to us xo

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  8. I check into your blog every so often because I think you might have written something. I'm always pleased to find a blog entry or two.

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  12. Being a writer is not a trait characterized by being well-known for one's work. It is a state of being that describes someone who has creativity pulsing through their veins. It is bursts of midnight inspiration and a genuine love of life. You do not need to seek validation from your peers to be a writer, because the only validation you are truly searching for can only be given by you, yourself. When it all comes down to it there is a single trait that makes someone writer,whether or not they are creative and inspired or dull and dreary, talented or dreadful, as long as they have a love of writing there are no other requirements.

    But you shouldn't listen to me. I'm a non-writer(apparently), who is saying what no one wanted to hear, but everyone needed to. I dare say I'm not the first ;)

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  13. Christina, your name just came to mind and I looked you up. You were always my favorite writer at Sassy. You have a great talent. I believe you WILL write an amazing novel one day. And even if you never wrote another word, you are an awesome writer who inspired me to become a writer. So, for that, I thank you.

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