I'm always struck by how writers will write about their children as though their children will never learn to read and Google.
It can be a tough balance to navigate how to write about your kids and your relationship to them. On the one hand, writers have a right to tell their story and goodness knows that motherhood is a fertile place for content. On the other... don't be a dick.
I'll also note that I just wrote about my own kids for my Substack, so pot/kettle and all that... but I don't write about my kids or share images of them without their consent, so I think I'm staying on the right side of the dick line? I hope so.
It really is such a tough balance! And I would never say that someone shouldn't write about any aspect of their lives--but I would also never want what I've written to hurt my kids. I just kept thinking, in the essay I was responding to here, about the difference between "my kids drive me crazy at piano lessons" and "my kids drive me crazy . . . and that makes me question if I really love them unconditionally." I mean, yikes.
I'm always struck by how writers will write about their children as though their children will never learn to read and Google.
It can be a tough balance to navigate how to write about your kids and your relationship to them. On the one hand, writers have a right to tell their story and goodness knows that motherhood is a fertile place for content. On the other... don't be a dick.
I'll also note that I just wrote about my own kids for my Substack, so pot/kettle and all that... but I don't write about my kids or share images of them without their consent, so I think I'm staying on the right side of the dick line? I hope so.
It really is such a tough balance! And I would never say that someone shouldn't write about any aspect of their lives--but I would also never want what I've written to hurt my kids. I just kept thinking, in the essay I was responding to here, about the difference between "my kids drive me crazy at piano lessons" and "my kids drive me crazy . . . and that makes me question if I really love them unconditionally." I mean, yikes.
Exactly!