Monday, July 19, 2010
Random Thoughts' Monday: Madness and Mayhem
I'm not expecting to get much work done this week. At least not during the day. Maybe in the evenings I won't be so knackered as to just want to crash asap. Hope makes the world go round, innit?
So what did this weekend see?
So sat down and kept an eye on kiddo while the man went snorkeling. Kid's there with all his beach gear, and he wants to build a sand castle. "Want some help, sweets?" Rolling eyes in reply. "Of course not," you crazy, loony woman who won't even come out in the sun! No, I'm not a Goth, in case you're wondering.
Have you ever watched a child building a sand castle? It always amazes me. They do everything so perfectly, and you just have to catch the happiness on their face when they lift a bucket and find out they've made a perfect sand cake-- sorry, perfect castle tower!
It doesn't matter to them that the high tide will wash it all away. What matters is they're making the best castle they can and enjoying themselves in the process, proud of what they set out to achieve.
Is that a lesson us authors should try to learn? Write as we want and how we want, be proud of our work, and not think too much right now of the high tide of the market/publishing industry?
Families - let's talk about them. Utter mayhem and chaos generators! I come from a big family. Actually, my parents do. I've got hoards of uncles, aunties, cousins, nephews, nieces, grankids (lol, yeah. My parents are the youngest kids in their families, and I was a late baby. That made the generations a little off-synch!). For all we're 'big', we meet maybe once a year, at events such as weddings. I'm not really used to the concept of 'big entourage'.
Not so for my hubby's family. His dad is the patriarch, and for their clan, every opportunity is good enough to gather and make merry! Yesterday, they sprung a surprise birthday gathering for one of the aunts. Everyone was there. It was cramped, it was loud, it had every current member of each generation in a tiny house. Should've been absolute hell, because I am not a social/party animal. I'm quite shy and reserved in public.
But strangely, you know what? I enjoyed this meeting. Why? The joy on the face of the auntie, the tears in her eyes when she realized everyone had converged to her place to celebrate her birthday.
I thought to myself - that's what families are for, and you know what, this gave me a big big high that is still taking me through.
From Mauritius with love,