Writing Without a Map

Years ago, I went across Europe by train with a Eurorail Pass accompanied by two not-so-nice young women — one was my friend and the other was her friend — and they spoke French to each other, a language I had failed to master despite several years of abusive and/or despairing French teachers. Anyway, you get the picture. We arrived in Florence and they had an itinerary and a map — this was pre-cell phone, and their special language — so I decided not to go with them but to wander off alone with a bit of college Italian and yes, being 20, a sense that I was welcome anywhere. And I was. It wasn’t just Italian men who smiled and made welcoming gestures, but women of all ages, children, and older people, and babies, and dogs and cats

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Molly Moynahan
The World is a Scary Place

Yes, the world is a scary place and certainly computers and cell phones have changed our lives. But, the world has been a scary place before. I was a kid during three assassinations, John Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Robert Kennedy, the Vietnam War, the Manson murders, Jonestown … the nuclear meltdown of Three Mile Island when the possibility of the world ending was very close. The whole idea of sending our precious children into that world can be terrifying. But they aren’t children. Remember how you were told your child would react as you did, if you burst into tears when someone tackled them in football, actually he just told me to never attend another game, ever, but you get the point.

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Molly Moynahan
How to Be a Writer/Mother/Wife/Daughter

First, when your little boy decides to give you a new hairdo while weaving binder clips, white out, jars of pencils, and possibly a small stapler into the back of your head, let him. This may give you another ten minutes or so of working on your book. Recognize as soon as the call comes from the West Coast radio show your son will forget the “no talking game” and demand something complex from the refrigerator. You will describe your artistic beliefs while mixing Parmesan cheese into orzo. Then he will tell you he needs to sit on your lap and whisper things in your ear even though this sort of thing never happens anymore. Practice sounding authorial while your child mutters, “I love my momma” in your ear repeatedly.

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Molly Moynahan