What are you working on next? is a question that always takes me by surprise (which is why it’s good advice for writers to have an answer prepared). Words gurgle in my throat. If I can’t change the subject, I mumble something about an essay or short story or blog post.
I want to say My Call to the Ring’s release date is not until September 2012.
It was November 2006 when Deirdre Gogarty handed me pages of true stories she’d written about Ireland, family, and her hard-fought battles to become a champion boxer. In an instant, I agreed to co-write her memoir. The chance of a lifetime had arrived. Like a pugilist who’d trained for an opportunity to fight, I’d been flexing my finger muscles for years. I immersed myself in our collaboration.
But there was a tradeoff—I lost volumes of family time.
Two months after I agreed to co-write Gogarty’s memoir, I sped to Women & Children’s hospital to welcome my granddaughter, Mary-Jane, into the world. She wailed and cooed. I rushed back to work.
And—pfffft!—she turned five.
Her brother, Milas, clocked nine.
My mother, eighty-five.
And I no longer recognize my hands when I type.
What next?
I’ve been sparring with guilt for missing many of my grandchildren’s milestones. But I’ve concluded it was worth it to hand down examples of sacrifice and perseverance—Deirdre’s and mine—to teach them to follow their calling in life.
Now I’m back to work on those essays and short stories and blog posts. But I’m also taking numerous, long walks with my dog on the family farm while pondering clichés about time.
The way it never stops.
Or turns back.
The way it flies.
And since it often gets lost,
I wonder where it hides.
Darrelyn Saloom is co-author of My Call to the Ring with champion boxer, Deirdre Gogarty. It was released in summer 2012 by Glasnevin Publishing in Ireland. Most of her time is spent south of I-10 in Louisiana, on a farm with her husband, a cat, a blind dog, and thoroughbred racehorses.
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I have goosebumps.
What a powerful lesson & example for your grandchildren. Your dedication & sacrifice is inspiring.
Can’t wait to read what you are working on next…no pressure. 🙂
Thanks, Jenny.
So beautiful, Darrelyn. Touched me in a lot of ways. I find myself staring at my hands when I write. A lot. And not recognizing them. I’m often watching my own children grow from behind a laptop and there’s guilt, sure. But when I hear them talk about me to their friends . . . just hearing this creative life defined in their words helps so much. Thanks for a gorgeous post.
So glad you enjoyed, Laura. It took miles of walking on my farm to remember that children (and grandchildren) learn by example. Sounds like you’ve taught yours well.
I like what you said, Laura, about the creative life. I read so much online that is platform, platform, platform, or Amazon, Amazon, Amazon–what a nice respite and to be reminded of how the writing life often works. And despite the costs, how ultimately satisfying it is. Thanks, D!
Thank you, Dave. 🙂
Can so relate! But kudos to you for finding and following your deepest desires; they’ll inspire family and others. Write on!
Thanks, Angie. I’ve been thinking of you while enjoying the spring issue of Rose & Thorn all morning.
Love the photo of Nip-Nip!!!
She’s a trip, Jac-Lynn.
It’s nice to see a post by you again, Darrelyn. We make our choices through life and the point is (IMO) to have a few regrets as possible at the end of it.
(that’s Edith Piaf’s policy and I aspire to that)
I’m not as hesitant at telling people I write now. I mentioned the other day to a creperie in our area that I will mention them on my blog when I write about spots in Vancouver worth visiting (aside from the usual). They were extremely pleased and even posed for a photo shot (always have camera at hand).
It’s a different path each of us must tred. Unfortunately mothers always feel a little guilty at having a part of their life that is just for them. We must get over that. Creativity opens up channels in other ways. (That granddaughter will be proud to talk about her grandmother the writer.)
I’ll be watching for your book. Love the little cat shot at the end of the post. . .
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It’s great to see you too, DG. I appreciate the kind words and need to catch up with your blog. Btw, the book’s release date is Sept. 1. 🙂
Wow! September of this year? That’s right around the corner. Seems like yesterday I learned the memoir had been picked up by a publisher. And so we are back to the time flies, cliche, eh? My bet is that you’ll next be hired to write the screenplay, and my hunches are rarely wrong 🙂
You are so kind, Barbara. Edits felt like I was on speed dial. Or better yet, the name of this blog, Being Human at Electric Speed.
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I love all your writing, Darrelyn. And I will buy your book. I think you deserve to answer the question about “what’s next” with “you’ll soon have the chance to buy a copy of my book or host me at a reading.” 🙂 That will shut up the merely curious and remind a true fan of a chance to help you.
Take lots of those walks. You are absolutely right that your grandchildren can learn as much from seeing you happy and successful as an author as from attending every recital or soccer match. The best gift a grandparent can give to a child is their radiant presence that results from accepting the call of their own deepest nature.
Also, all your farm animals are teachers, too. You don’t have to go it alone.
Thank you, Shirley. I’m fascinated by your childhood and can’t wait to buy your book. I’d love to host you at a reading.
I’m about to take my wise dog for her fourth walk today. And I won’t be missing my granddaughter’s dance recital which is Wednesday. She is quite good, if I can brag here for a moment. Notice the pose in the picture.
Darrelyn,
It can be difficult to come to grips with the disappointing side of important decisions we make. How we invest our energy is paramount to our happiness. I’m glad to know your writing energy was processed into a successful venture. Congrats to you!
You have an adorable grandchild and a mischievous feline; those felines do love to hide under those blankets, don’t they?
Enjoy your farm and your family and those lovely walks.
Be refreshed,
Dawn Herring
Host of #JournalChat Live and Links Edition
Thank you, Dawn. My feline is miffed at me for going out of town for four days. She snubbed me for a week but is back to cuddling and kneading me with her claws.