tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post1042530754675919676..comments2023-10-10T09:39:33.688-07:00Comments on Writes in the City: Writing Amid DistractionsWendyCinNYChttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15548500219172368038noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-24058102743157859072008-05-13T14:05:00.000-07:002008-05-13T14:05:00.000-07:00My neighborhood is LOUD. Trucks honking to let you...My neighborhood is LOUD. Trucks honking to let you know the gas or garbage or water is here, men squeaking toys to let you know they're available for purchase, dogs and cats fighting, music blasting from at least three homes, the occasional gunshots, and the workmen who have been 'finishing' our building for the past year. I can't imagine if I had children, too!Melanie Hooyengahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08781235493983907234noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-56136227666449267802008-05-12T21:30:00.000-07:002008-05-12T21:30:00.000-07:00Well, there are the neighborhood monkeys. We have...Well, there are the neighborhood monkeys. We have four. They swing around on the power lines and make a huge ruckus. And there's the flock of bright green parrots. And the husband who natters away constantly. And there's the cooking and the cleaning. And making bread and stuff. And the monsoon rains...<BR/><BR/>Really, I don't know how I get anything done. :P Oh, wait...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-12495163599696671952008-05-12T11:45:00.000-07:002008-05-12T11:45:00.000-07:00I have a 3 year old girl and an almost 17 month ol...I have a 3 year old girl and an almost 17 month old boy. I don't get nearly as much writing done as I'd like (or need to - it keeps me sane). I look forward to Treehouse and naps - it's my time to myself and to write.Marilyn Braunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17698214356771586102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-52353978840654939362008-05-11T07:18:00.000-07:002008-05-11T07:18:00.000-07:00Yes, neighbors and kids can be awfully distracting...Yes, neighbors and kids can be awfully distracting as well. My girls are in school all day (for the next few weeks at least) and my neighbors are just fine, so I guess I should count myself as blessed.WendyCinNYChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15548500219172368038noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-56535699538010297752008-05-10T20:55:00.000-07:002008-05-10T20:55:00.000-07:00currently my distractions while writing involve th...currently my distractions while writing involve the guy who lives above me who sounds like he's coming through my ceiling...I write about him on my blog from time to time (his tag is "the enemy" if you ever want to read about him). He's definitely on my mud list.colbymarshallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14056535503422186623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-24486894951949506572008-05-09T16:16:00.000-07:002008-05-09T16:16:00.000-07:00Distractions while writing? Are you kidding? I'v...Distractions while writing? Are you kidding? I've got two boys who are convinced their job in life is to bug Mom, a husband who somehow needs the approval and/or help of his wife every step he takes, and a dog who's taken up residence on my lap. Yeah, I'd say I've got a few distractions around here.<BR/><BR/>Mostly I've learned to tune them out. That being said, I will admit there have been times when I've exploded - unfortunately. <BR/><BR/>The whole distraction issue is one of the reasons I'm so excited about our upcoming journey (we'll be riding our bikes from Alaska to Argentina) - I'll be able to disappear into the desert after a hard day's cycling and just relax and write. What luxury!!<BR/><BR/>www.familyonbikes.orgUnknownhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03592486700357606324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-63109100019297823932008-05-09T14:26:00.000-07:002008-05-09T14:26:00.000-07:00Wow--you painted such a clear picture of life in a...Wow--you painted such a clear picture of life in a big city--great job! My distractions are my two kiddos, my dog forever giving me these short litlle pathetic whines as she stares outside WHERE PUPPIES ARE, and my hubby who is a charished treasure, but also feels that from the nanosecond he gets home until he leaves for work in the morning that my time should be reserved for him, not YOUR WRITING AND CRITIQUING STUFF. <BR/><BR/>*sighs*<BR/><BR/>Still, I will persevere!!<BR/><BR/>And I vote you put Stu in a book and sic a horde of zombies on him. Killing people in books is expected and even encouraged. Real life tho....not so much.Angela Ackermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01808259088625142389noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5817248340630521543.post-28853615119288750602008-05-06T18:56:00.000-07:002008-05-06T18:56:00.000-07:00My distractions - ages 5 and 2 - have been running...My distractions - ages 5 and 2 - have been running full force lately. The demands are high, and often, and the second I get comfortably perched in front of my manuscript, the requests begin. What irks me the most is the way they yell "MOMMY!", as if I'm either worlds away or the world is coming to an end, and nothing swipes me from the writing groove quite like that. My hubby, when not working, is (mostly) good to help deter their attention from me, but don't they always need mommy regardless?<BR/><BR/>I haven't figured out any foolproof methods of coping, but sometimes (if I'm lucky) they'll play with each other or get caught up in something and give me a few moments peace.<BR/><BR/>Wow. Perhaps I should have posted this as my own blog. So sorry to have taken so much comment space...<BR/><BR/>Oh! And I recommend neither marrying nor killing Stu. I don't think either option would look too good on your record. ;)Janna Leadbetterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06339705935553160673noreply@blogger.com