Reading & Writing


Reading to Amabel and Ellen at bedtime is my favorite part of the day.  Snuggled up between my girls, warm and wiggly, lost in the adventures of our imaginations . . . this is bliss.  But last night, I took our bedtime ritual a step further and read three chapters from a book I’m writing.  A book I’m writing for them.  I’ve been working on a chapter book, on and off, for over a year — ebbing and flowing with the seasons of mothering and work.  I started in a yellow composition book two summers ago, but it was only this fall that I began (reluctantly) to transcribe the chapters into digital files.  I love to write by hand; I’m very old-school that way.  But my story was becoming unruly and I couldn’t hold all the threads together in a paper notebook anymore.  I needed to type them up in an organized fashion to get my head around the plot.  So I’ve been spending (roughly) one afternoon a week in my parents’ guest house, where I set up my little iPad alongside this reassuringly solid, powder-blue typewriter.  Writing in this peaceful space, with nothing else calling for my attention, is another sort of bliss.  Reading and writing . . . perhaps my two favorite things?

As much as I love the writing part, I was nervous to start reading the story — still so young and raw — aloud to my daughters.  What if it didn’t hold their attention?  What if it was too serious?  What if speaking the voices of the characters out loud didn’t match the life I’d imagined into them on the pages?

I needn’t have worried.  I couldn’t have asked for a better pair of listeners.  Amabel and Ellen piped up with simple, honest reactions and curious questions.  And after they fell asleep, each girl breathing in her own rhythm beside me, I snuck out of the bed and took notes.  I have an idea now for the next scene; maybe the aunt could be a bit funnier — if I can exaggerate the dialogue without going overboard?  Ellen said she liked the part in the woods best.  And Amabel tactfully pointed out that I used the word “lips” too many times.  My budding editor!

After we finished reading, Amabel asked, “Do you ever get writer’s block?”  Her question caught me so off guard that I didn’t answer directly.  Writers block?  Where did that question come from?  Well, to tell you the truth Amabel, it’s not so much that I have trouble with the writing part — it’s more that I have trouble with the sharing part.  But reading and writing go together!  How could I forget?  Thank you and Ellen, for reminding me why I started to write this story in the first place.  This project is a lot more exciting now that I’m sharing it with you.


5 Replies to “Reading & Writing”

  1. I love writing on paper too. I have a hard time making up stories on the spot. It would be great to have written something down for them. What an exciting project for you.

    A few nights ago, I read one of my blog post to my girls and they both said, “That doesn’t sound like you at all. You would never say that.” I loved rewriting it with my young editors.

    1. Yes! My little editors love to point out things that don’t sound quite right. My written story actually did start out as a sort of ongoing series of tales I’d tell the girls in the car. But it was hard to come up with new scenes on the spot . . . especially while driving in the snow. Yikes!

      Thanks so much for commenting, Jenny. Writing here isn’t so much like throwing a pebble into the ocean when I know you are reading!

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