If I’ve managed to insert my photo, you’ll notice I look grumpy. If I haven’t, you can safely assume I look even grumpier.
It’s been a horrible Christmas. I’m not just talking about the virus from which we’re all suffering, the fact that I’m writing this at Tamworth services while we wait for the RAC to recharge our battery, or the endless bloody rain.
I’m talking about a family member slipping into mental illness; tears, bitterness, nastiness, tension that made every meal indigestible, scenes so disgusting we asked our daughter to stay in her room half the day. Calling the doctor horrible.
And because I’m a writer, I’m a traitor. Oh, I’m doing my best to help deal with the mess. I’m trying to calm everyone down. I was even the one who went to talk to the GP. But part of me is thinking, ‘I’ll use this. This is gold dust.’
I remember when I was in the West Bank. I’d inadvertently strayed into Jenin the day after the CIA had killed three Hezbollah activists. When I’d rolled down my window and asked directions, some locals tried to rock over the rental car.
But I was writing a poem about it AS I drove away. I didn’t want to forget any of the details.
There’s me. Then there’s the part that watches. She’s not all that engaged emotionally. She’s noting the exact colour of the blood and remembering the worst thing she’s ever heard anyone say.
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Oh Mimi I am so sorry you have had such a tough time but I know your experience so well. You might be interested in reading a paper by Jen Webb from last year’s AAWP which is about precisely that, it is at the bottom of the page http://aawp.org.au/ethical-imaginations-writing-worlds-papers-refereed-proceedings-16th-conference-australasian-associa
It is all about the shard of ice in our creative hearts
Sounds like you’ve got a lot on your plate, Mimi, and I’m not talking turkey.
Grumpy maybe, but that look suggests your arms outstretched either side of the picture – one holding a dagger, and the other a revolver. More like extremely dangerous. Hope your new year is better. x