you guys. I know all about writers block. Or not having the energy to write. Or read. Or not eat lots and lots of chocolate ice cream bars.

In the past month I have started 5698 books. I love starting books.

I love it.

I could start a book for every person who reads this blog. I’ll send it to you and you can finish it for me and then put me in the acknowledgements. I’ll also send starts of books to your husbands, your boyfriends, your boyfriends sisters, and your dog. That’s how many books I start. It’s a problem.

The other problem I have is this quote that the wonderful Kristyn Crow put on facebook by Madeleine L’Engle

‎”I write because I am stuck with being a writer. This is what I am. It is the premise on which my whole life is built. There have been occasions when a puritan conscience has impelled me to try to spend more time and creative energy on such things as making better pie crust and moving furniture to get at every speck of dust. I have finally, and with humility, learned that I am a better wife and a better mother when I am writing than when I am baking; and if my children often have to call, ‘Mother, get away from the typewriter, the peas are burning,’ I still have more time to give them my undivided attention when I am in the midst of an exciting sequence in a book than when I am grappling with the mysteries of the vacuum cleaner” -Madeline L’Engle (A Sense of Story 127).

What was interesting to me was another author’s response. She said that she liked the quote but it made her feel more and more like she wasn’t a writer and she’d never be writer. I sort or related to her more than Madeline L’Engle. What do you guys think? What do you feel? Is being a writer the premise on which your whole life is built? Why or why not?

And do you want me to send you a beginning of a novel? you know you do . . .

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