Writers who are serious about their craft, and see their service as a gift of love do make the time and balance the demands of everyday life with writing.
Yesterday I was in my kitchen baking Linzer Torte with the windows open when I heard kids outside yell out, “That’s Coco’s house.” Soon the door was pounding. Bubbling behind the door, you’d think it was the Kaiser’s birthday party. They had balloons and chocolate leaf cookies and wanted to play with her.
Some of us will never tire of these stories, with their black-tied gloom and elegant suffering, and will therefore relish the beauty and melancholy of the voyage, along with what looks like tourist snapshots in black and white and heart-tugging music.
It’s crucial for a writer to feel whatever issue or emotion you’re writing about. The best way to do this is to identify with a character and be moved by their sorrows and concerned about their situation.
Last November Mitt Romney didn’t get my vote in part because he represented, the rich that don’t pay their fair share. As I see it him in office would have enforced a hierarchy; like voting for a feudal system; where the serfs spend all of their time working for the lord.
The year 2013 will go down in history as a year of global unrest. I do not see the violence of our era abating any time soon. We have allowed a global elite to come into being that has decided the existence of the middle class is a mistake.