A hiccup and then I'm writing again. What starts it is the decision to consent to Virgil seeing Sarah again. It means our break is coming to an end. My writing has stagnated during the break. Part of me is aghast and asking HOW? and I'M NOT READY and IT'S GOING TO HURT! I'll never be ready. It was always going to hurt to begin with at least.
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Thursday, 22 March 2012
Tuesday, 10 August 2010
Thinking about children
Virgil is eight years younger than me. His thirties are beginning and mine are ending. Different things make us cry.
Recently he sobbed uncontrollably in Toy Story 3 with its themes of friendship, loyalty and growing away from childhood companions. On Sunday I was made into a watery mess by Little Green, the song Joni Mitchell wrote about giving up her daughter for adoption when she was young.
I'm not broody but the question is there.
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Recently he sobbed uncontrollably in Toy Story 3 with its themes of friendship, loyalty and growing away from childhood companions. On Sunday I was made into a watery mess by Little Green, the song Joni Mitchell wrote about giving up her daughter for adoption when she was young.
I'm not broody but the question is there.
Read more!
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