Musings on my family

I think one thing that every writer needs is a supportive family. I feel lucky enough to have one.

My husband, Ben, is great because I can always ALWAYS talk with him about my story. And I do, constantly. I'm glad he isn't sick of it yet. I really have come to rely on his opinion. He is absolutely not a sugar coater. If there is something that he doesn't think works, he'll tell me flat out. I do get defensive sometimes, but when he praises an idea, I know he really means it. It's actually very lucky to have such a person living under the same roof.

Then, there's my daughter. She knows all about my book. Sometimes hear her playing it out with her dolls. *heart melts* She also always wants to write her own story. She'll draw the pictures, and write the few words she knows, then she writes the rest of the letters of the alphabet that she knows. I finish it off by transcribing the tale on the back. They are adorable. I've kept every one.

Today, she was particularly excited about a story that she wrote (with the same main characters as mine.) She ran up to me to show me, and said, "Mom, it's just like your story. Only prettier, and nicer, and better."