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Ondine She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She's got everything she needs, She's an artist, she don't look back. She can take the dark out of the nighttime And paint the daytime black. --Bob Dylan 2005-06-15 3:55 PM A room of her own Previous Entry :: Next Entry Read/Post Comments (0) |
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I had this day dream while driving to the bank, market, doctor's office, school, target, and Bunny's. I have a househusband--let's call him Keanu. He does the errands, cleans, takes care of the kids, etc. etc, and brings grilled cheese sandwiches and earl gray tea with milk and splenda to where I am working in my cozy little study. He taps gently on the door, because he doesn't want to jar my creative process. I am tucked away inside the study, hammering out 10,000 words a day on my new novel. The kids aren't allowed in my study unless invited and they must stay quiet if they approach that side of the house. Keanu thinks I am a genius and when he's not taking care of everything else, reads my precious words and gives me encouraging criticism. I finish my novel in a record breaking 6 months and send it off to Neil and Teresa. They read it and weep, publishing it immediately. Six months later I am up for the Hugo. At that point, I realize I am not satisfied with my life and am unhappy. I tell Keanu I still love him, and it's not his fault, but I need space. |
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