The discipline of sports carries over significantly to my writing. You show up to practice every day and work hard, whether you feel like it or not. You understand that you won’t always win, that the work is not always pleasant. And that your ability to endure difficulty and discomfort is as important as your talent.
In the end, when I feel it’s hopeless to live the writing life, I think of my daughters. I want my girls to see me doing what I love, making a space for it no matter what.
Rudri Bhatt Patel
We’re always learning how to let go in life—of expectations, yearning for “more,” and narratives we cling to even though they’re mostly inventions created by us or others. But as a mother, I thought my job was to not let go. I thought that my job was to worry.
Even when I’m teaching, I allow myself to use my mom self, although I know a lot of people try to shy away from that. I show compassion for the whole person; I try to figure out how things are going and how they might go better. This is before we ever turn to the subject I teach, writing.
As a journalist, I had no control over my schedule. I traveled a fair bit, sometimes with no more than a few hours notice, and deadlines ruled my days. Now that I write fiction, I can bring my laptop anywhere. I actually wrote part of my first book at Chuck E. Cheese’s.
In many situations where I would have continued to bang my head against a problem on the page, I had to put down my work instead and go pick up my son from preschool. When I returned to my work the next day, or maybe several days later, I often had a solution to the problem, seemingly by magic.
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