Are all writers needy or do they just act that way? Am I needy or do I just act that way?
The children and I travelled to the mall last night to buy some X-mas gifts while my wife
partied dined with her friends. The boy was strapped into a stroller and the girl walked beside me either helping push (teamwork! see Is That Teamwork?) or holding my hand.
The journey was somewhat uneventful until we ran into a self-published children’s author that I purchased a book from a while ago. I told her that my daughter enjoys the book, which she does, but only the pictures (I didn’t tell her this part). This is when I saw the needy side of a writer emerge. She showed the three-year-old the book and said, “I’m the one that wrote the words in your book.” She might as well said, “I’m the one that poured the milk in your glass.”
My daughter looked toward me and asked, “Can I have a toy, Daddy?”
The woman looked offended and I explained that my daughter doesn’t get the concept of her writing the book. That’s when the author and her husband said in unison, “she will. She will.”
It was kind of creepy the way these people wanted reassurance from a three-year-old. I hope I never get that way with my writing. I wouldn’t expect that from anyone under twelve.