Writing, Hah, what is it good for?…..

Ok, so I begin by saying it has been quite a while since I last blogged. Honestly, The Bene Lumen Chronicles ain’t doin’ so well. Very discouraged. But, John always pops up and decides to move on and develop another story. He is currently working on a story set in Boston in the 80’s. He is heading back to his roots, as he was born and raised in Southie and knows the feel, smells, and way of talking that is so part of his skin. Hope to get some pages of this new work to you all in a few months.

Our son Lorcan is working on a screenplay. He too is a writer (God help him), and John and Lorcan spend countless hours discussing the art of the word. Both have a lyrical style. Lorcan’s mind drifts to how the work should be filmed – – definitely want to be a filmaker, but begins with screenplays as a way to grasp the art.

So, I have 2 writers in the household! One could say it is a very emotional household at times. Both stay up late and talk, while I am long ago sleeping into my dancing dreams. As I see these 2 discuss, struggle with getting the right word, John’s feeling of rejection, loneliness, I ask: What is writing good for? How have writers dealt with constant rejection or not being able to write their next novel? Melville’s Moby Dick was a disaster, rejected by readers, until in 1911 he was marked as ” genius”, though he never got a chance to reap the rewards, as he was long gone. Henry Roth who wrote “Call it Sleep” didn’t have his 2nd book published till he was, I believe 90? or at least in this late 80’s – – Writing is not an easy art. I dance, it too, is not easy, BUT unlike dance where often the body tells you if you are going to succeed or not, writers can truly be all shapes, sizes, and ages to realize their full potential. And yet, it is one of the loneliest art forms that I have observed. My father was a writer. He would stay in his room for days. John gets into his quiet moods, as does Lorcan. When you accidentally ask, “Hey, how is it going?” I get either a scowl or a very eerie smile suggesting, “do not ask me at this time, step away, slowly step away…” And so I slowly step away and wait patiently till they share with me their work.

Yes, to be a spouse and mother of a writer you have to be very patient and just support them lovingly. Which reminds me…I have to finish the fettuccine!

Again, hope to provide some chapters of John’s latest work perhaps in July? – –

Until then, wishing all writers to stick with it, be yourselves, enjoy putting words together, and most of all relish every moment you have in writing your stories be it imaginary or real.