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I'm excited to have Heather Raglin Quartetti here today, a fellow kid lit writer, and she's sharing a bit about distractions .... and her favorite sweater. :) I met Heather through the Writers Helping Writers movement, and she's definitely someone you'll want to get to know.
Take it away, Heather ...
Thanks, PK! Great to be here today. I read your post on Distractions the other day, and wanted to share my own take on it:
Distractions in the Form of Silver Linings Wrapped in a Sweater
Somebody stole my sweater. I know, not a big deal. It was just a sweater. (A tags-just-off, never-been-worn, bought-on-sale with a gift card from Anthropologie sweater.) And after a fantastic two days at the SCBWI-Carolinas conference I got home and basked in the inspiration and information gleaned from some amazing writers. But then the temperature dropped and I went to my closet to get my sweater and...it wasn't there. I remember putting it in the closet at the hotel, but I don't remember taking it out. I called the hotel but no one turned it in. I'm obsessed with my lost/stolen sweater.
The first half of October is rough for me. An awful thing happened a few years ago and every October it's brought back to surface. And this year the anniversary of the awful thing coincided with losing my sweater. I got choked up and often cried whenever I thought of the awful thing but do you know what I thought about more? My sweater. A friend and I decided the loss of my sweater was distracting me from the crummier thing that happened, and the crummier things that are happening. (It's a rough year.)
So maybe the theft of my sweater has a silver lining. And it occurred to me that we all do this—use something to distract us from other terrible, or maybe just bad, things. Or things we're not ready for. Like writing a story that's been on our mind. Distractions like Twitter and Facebook and Pinterest are always right there, just waiting for a comment. Or you can just sit back and read for hours what other people are posting. Meeting a friend for lunch, shopping for the perfect gift for someone—these things are necessary, sometimes. But when we allow them to suck too much of our time they become just that, a time suck.
Distractions definitely have their place. They can help us keep our sanity or just get us through a rough day. Besides distracting me from the awful things, my lost sweater offered another silver lining—I could use the idea in a story. A character who gets distracted from something awful by the loss of something trivial. But of course the awful thing is still there, lurking, and must be dealt with eventually.
So allow the occasional distraction. Shiny object! Dark chocolate! I’m trying not to berate myself too much for leaving my sweater at the hotel. It was a mistake. And I’ll certainly double-check the closet the next time I’m at a hotel.
But it doesn't change the fact. Some s***head stole my sweater.
What distracts you? And what do you get distracted from?
Thanks so much for being here today, Heather!
Heather doesn't have a blog yet, but you can find her on Twitter by clicking HERE. And she'll be quick to return the follow. :)
Also, Sandra Ulbrich Almazan has interviewed me on her blog so check it out by clicking HERE.