Outpouring of Thoughts

Writing With An Infant (WWIA)

Writing With An Infant is Difficult

I have such huge respect for Mommy Bloggers and Vloggers who write 3000 word posts 2 hours postpartum about their deliveries.

Baby L is not quite six months, and all he ever wants to do is be held. It’s a little too hard to hold a baby and type, especially when he thinks he can type better than you. (Cue the: ruibgaghgjhaglkahl£$%biwbrfbljkjahkakjahgb in the…

Put it in the deepest darkest corners of you closet. Or a trunk with a key you purposely lose! But don't put it in the trash (or Recycle Bin)

Though at times, when I've read a story I've written with absolute shock at its cheesiness or terrible plot, the biggest regret I have is throwing it away completely. 

Years down the road, you may find that if you had kept it, with some tweaking it could be a masterpiece! 

Where do the words come from?

             The ones that flow to other writers. Not me. 

Others. Do they have fishing nets that they use to catch the words that float around us?

             The invisible words that most can't see. But there they are. In technicolour for a select few. I envy them.

Other writers, they pluck the words, rearranging them in such ways so as to persuade our emotions to soar to dizzying heights and plummet to unfathomable lows. 

             For me, there sits a block on top of my own fishing net. 

Koi Mermaid