As soon as I got pregnant, previously benign things turned dangerous. The invisible mercury lurking in canned tuna. Toxoplasma hiding in a rare steak or the poop in my cat’s litterbox, and which the CDC’s website informed me, could make my baby go blind if I was infected with it during my pregnancy. Nothing, however, scared me more than the mosquitoes.
Thank you! I’ve used the metaphor of rats in the basement for my inner critic, but mosquitos are much more a part of my daily life here in South Texas, where there are no basements. As I slap away at the literal mosquitos this summer, I will also slap away at the figurative ones that buzz incessantly and keep me from writing.
I really enjoyed this. The Dillard advice is awesome. I wonder if it would make any difference if we just stopped calling it “creative work” and called it what it is: “life support.”
Thank you! I’ve used the metaphor of rats in the basement for my inner critic, but mosquitos are much more a part of my daily life here in South Texas, where there are no basements. As I slap away at the literal mosquitos this summer, I will also slap away at the figurative ones that buzz incessantly and keep me from writing.
I really enjoyed this. The Dillard advice is awesome. I wonder if it would make any difference if we just stopped calling it “creative work” and called it what it is: “life support.”
wonderful work / on many levels