Suffering for my Art
by Kirsten Millsap
Well, Good morning folks…it is officially day 15 of my diet, and I am doing well. Am I suffering? Yeah…a little. Am I writing? A little. The suffering helps me come up with new ideas for my book. Problem is, I actually may be suffering too much. Case in point:
I have begged my husband to please, pleeeeeaaaase, not make really scrumptious foods while I am on this diet (he is a wonderful cook) and what does the devoted, helpful man do? He makes this heavenly pasta dish that has everything I absolutely love in it…sans chocolate of course, ‘cause that would be weird. I was so annoyed, that I decided to go upstairs and write. And I did. Lots of writing…lots of angry writing. My lead character was acting out in ways I had never expected. It made me feel better, but it also made me not like her. So what was I to think? Was suffering the best idea for me?
For my waistline? Definitely…for my book? Not so much. Bottom line to all the writers out there:
Dietal suffering =great waistline=comedy turned horror novel.