Five Things I Learned About Writing and Life from My Oldest Daughter

Oldest Daughter turns 20 today. Which now means I have one adult child in college, one in the middle of high school, one in middle school . . . and one just starting kindergarten. It also means I am insane, but that's a conversation for another day.
My daughter is a classical violinist. When she was three, she saw a classical violinist on PBS and said, "That's what I'm going to do with my life." After her incessant clamoring for a violin for over a year, I got her one that was 1/32 the size of a regular violin, found a university with a young strings program, and she was on her way.
Since I knew nothing about music/classical music, or the violin, this has been a life lesson for me to. So on the occasion of her birthday, I thought of some of the lessons she has taught me because of music--and often how they apply to writing. And life.
- Listen to your heart's desire. NOTHING was going to deter her, at four and five, from pursuing music. Not even her mother. She innately knew she was called to this instrument. Most of us, at some point or another, want to throw in the towel about writing. But chances are? You can't. You're a writer. It's in your heart, blood, brain . . . it's who you are.
- Listen to yourself. One time, when she was 5, she refused to play her violin right after her teacher tuned it. "My G-string is flat." "I just tuned it . . . it's fine," said her teacher. "It hurts my ears. Please tune it again." She refused (STUBBORN!) to play. Her teacher took the violin, played the string and said, "She's right . . . it's out of tune." Most of us, in writing, have an inner voice that knows when we are correct about a scene . . . or sentence. Or alternatively, when we are out of tune. And if you haven't developed your "ear" yet, give it time.
- Find a good teacher. Despite knowing a flat G-string at 5, she needed teachers. My family has criss-crossed the East Coast to summer camps, lessons. At times, when money was tight, we gave up haircuts (me), a decent car (her stepfather), and fancy vacations (pretty much never--for all of us) for violin teachers and lessons. But they are the reason she progressed. Same with writing. Find a mentor, a crit partner, a beta reader, a good editor. Your writing will thank you for it.
- Listen to all kinds of music. She loves classical, but she listens to rap, rock, alternative, even pop. Writers should read everything they can get their hands on . . . all kinds of different authors. Different genres. We all have the kinds of books we love, but it really only helps your craft to occasionally check out things outside your reading comfort zone. See what's out there, what's popular, why it is popular. People love to malign certain very popular authors . . . but they do some things well. Maybe it's the storytelling. The rhythm of their writing. If you really hate a certain genre . . . why?
- Keep at it. She went through a two-year period in high school when I thought she was going to quit. I can remember one fight between us . . . and I picked up her violin and said, "If you aren't ever going to practice, we should sell this violin and get you a cheaper one, since it doesn't matter as much." She got really, REALLY upset and said, "Just you touching my violin makes me nauseous. Put it down now." I did. I realized then she wasn't REALLY going to quit, that the violin was an extension of her. That . . . she would return to it. And she did. To play the violin reasonably well, you need years and years of practice. Writing is the same. I estimate a million words until you really know what the hell you are doing.
Thoughts on writing and life?

18 comments:
1.) I tried ignoring my heart's desire a few times, but it has a really LOUD mouth. I consider that lucky.
2.) Ear development. It's an ongoing task, right?
3.) My writing thanks you, and I thank you.
4.) I find that reading outside my preference tells me what NOT to write while reminding me of my target audience. P.S. Although I generally abhor CW, I'm in love with Chris Isaak.
5.) Writing religiously, in my opinion, doesn't necessarily achieve perfection - it's more of keeping the machine finely tuned and the learning curve tighter and still necessary.
Happy birthday to your girl! Hope the party isn't another Mountain Dew overdose.
Happy Birthday!
Kath:
LOL! No. It's Teen Boy who is the Mountain Dew fanatic. :-)
Mark:
They grow up too fast. :-)
I watch my oldest with his drums and see a lot of the same stuff. I've threatened to sell them when he refuses to practice (not my best moments). Then I realized it had to come from within. I should have known!
So that's what we spend more time talking about now, about how playing makes him happy, how it cures his worries and his frustrations, how it's something he loves. (A bad day drumming is still better than doing anything else, right?) At my house we talk about the reality of pursuing art, not just the romance of it. (But also how it's important to not lose sight of the romance.)
I just went to the bookstore and chose two books way outside my genre. I also downloaded some thrillers for my new iPad. Not my usual fare, but I need to expand...
I've learned more from watching musicians play and work the crowd than from any other artist, even writers. They're the ones who taught me that I am the brand, that whenever I'm in public, I am the face of my work and I need to act like it. Successful musicians are always musicians FIRST. I am now a writer FIRST. Very freeing, in a way.
She's beautiful, btw. :)
Thanks, Starbucks. :-)
And great comments. Really. . . . .
Love this post! And happy birthday to your daughter!
Hi Nadine:
:-) Thanks!
Happy Birthday, Oldest! Great post, Erica!
Happy Birthday to you Beautiful Daughter!
Your post is a lovely tribute to her and she is a lovely tribute to you.
Your daughter is so beautiful! I was surprised at first by how grown up she looks.
This is such a touching post. I love reading about families that are truly there for each other.
Happy Birthday, Oldest child.
Thanks, everyone. :-)
Happy Birthday to oldest, and she is gorgeous, Erica!!!!
It's funny to me how many of us have children that are also creative musically. I can't carry a tune, but my daughter can pick one out without seeing the written music. I don't know anything about it either, e, other than liking to listen to it. Now adays when she talks about music, she loses me with her terminology, much the same way non-writers don't get it when I talk about writing and forget they're not in this game.
I think that must be something in the blood. Something inherited, but maybe they got a different branch of it than we did. Music is it's own story. We get it out in scenes and words is all.
She's cranky without her piano right now, too. Next on her list is a full drum set, and a good keyboard, and she has her heart set on guitar, but I'm making her wait on that... too many instruments at once.
Of course it helps to have a kick ass mom.
Happy belated birthday to her.
Merry:
I love music . . . and I could pick out a tune on piano, but that's it. So I think you're onto something there on creativity.
Like Baby Girl with her camera/film. Creative, but in a different way,
Travis:
Aww . . . thanks.
Speaking of which? Have you seen the movie Kick Ass? LOL!
Your daughter is beautiful!
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