Motherhood & Words

Across the Twin Cities, snow is heaped in piles as tall as houses. The roads have grown narrow, encroached on either side by towering boulevards. Cars inch across the city and back again. I have taken to driving with a shovel riding shotgun so I can leap out and clear a path through freshly plowed mounds when necessary. It’s Minnesota. It’s winter.

Stella was home from school both Monday and Tuesday because of the snow and sub-zero temperatures. She was thrilled beyond description. We swapped childcare with friends. Forts were built. Movies were watched. Popcorn was eaten.

It all makes me want to pull out the crock-pot and fill the house with meaty goodness, then curl up on the couch with a book and read all day. I’m currently caught up in Maggie O’Farrell’s The Hand that First Held Mine, which contains two alternating stories—one set in postwar London, one in present-day London. I’ll write more about this book as I make my way through it (if I get that time on the couch), but I’m excited that I’ve discovered O’Farrell’s writing. Her prose is exquisite.

So I’m reading. And in those few hours of the night when Zoë isn’t flipping around next to me, I’m sleeping better. The Christmas tree is up, sparkling in our living room. And I’m back to work on the memoir—a little tweaking based on the insightful comments of my fabulous agent. Things are a little easier. And soon, soon, the days will be getting longer rather than shorter. Oh, I realize that winter will go on forever this year, but at least there will be light, a little more light.

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Kate

I have been teaching creative writing for almost twenty years. Reading about other women’s lives and experiences has expanded my world. To be able to walk in someone else’s shoes, whether it’s for a moment or an hour or a few days, is an incredible gift, providing me with insight into the human experience. It takes courage to write your truths, especially if it doesn’t seem as though anyone cares, as though anyone is listening. Let me tell you: your stories matter, I’m listening, and I’m here to help you find the heart of those truths, to get them down on the page, to craft them, and to send them out into the world. Together, we will change the world, one story at a time.

7 Comments

  1. Elizabeth on December 15, 2010 at 12:28 pm

    I think of you, so cold, in Minnesota and the vision of you with a shovel shotgun will now fill my thoughts! I always love your book recommendations, so keep us posted! And stay warm and healthy —



  2. kristenspina on December 15, 2010 at 1:42 pm

    I'm so glad to hear things are lighter again. I love how winter demands our attention and yet still provides those quiet, we can go nowhere because of the weather moments…



  3. Ines on December 15, 2010 at 1:50 pm

    Yes, Kate. I also remember you being so cold in winter. I wish I could send you some of our good weather. You cannot even tell it is winter here although I keep my gloves and scarf in the car, just in case (just like you keep your shovel). I want to tell you that my friend Katja Rowell (who also lives in Minnesota) has a wonderful blog/website called familyfeedingdynamics.blogspot.com
    I am glad things are lighter….



  4. The Blue Suitcase on December 15, 2010 at 2:02 pm

    Brave, warm, happy.



  5. 6512 and growing on December 15, 2010 at 3:31 pm

    We had insane amounts of snow last year and despite driving with shovels and other inconveniences, it's puts the wintry in winter.

    Congratulations on your online class being full!



  6. Sarah on December 18, 2010 at 11:08 am

    Always a pleasure to read your words, Kate! I too look forward to the tipping point when the days start to get a little longer. 🙂 Enjoy!



  7. cath c on December 20, 2010 at 1:12 pm

    sounds like bliss to me!