tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15731214.post9088712081114644757..comments2023-04-29T08:43:47.259-05:00Comments on m. molly backes: Thoughts on Parenting a WriterM. Mollyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01340364298155651414noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15731214.post-3501961133095651352014-08-19T17:59:04.489-05:002014-08-19T17:59:04.489-05:00Stumbled on this while making another Google searc...Stumbled on this while making another Google search. I'm retired now, finally writing my novels, but I was that 'other kind of writer' you speak of here. It didn't happen easily; I volunteered to write in every job I held, right from the beginning. I eventually became known as the resident writer, and requested for projects. The young need to know this is still possible. But LindaSTaylorhttp://www.lindastaylor.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15731214.post-547639563300016052013-06-15T11:46:36.506-05:002013-06-15T11:46:36.506-05:00As a parent and the former (Midwest-raised) kid yo...As a parent and the former (Midwest-raised) kid you are talking about, I think you are spot-on. This advice would benefit the parent of any kind of artist.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15731214.post-72191833663972616522013-05-21T19:33:26.850-05:002013-05-21T19:33:26.850-05:00Wow, Ms. Backes. This is like your famous "Ho...Wow, Ms. Backes. This is like your famous "How to Be a Writer" post, only bigger and better. <br /><br />I stumbled across the original post sometime last October. As a high school student who'd always enjoyed writing but never made nearly enough time to do it, your post was a bit of a kick in the pants. A kick in the pants that launched me straight over to NaNoWriMo... and the restAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15731214.post-67950198922640006542013-05-20T10:24:11.328-05:002013-05-20T10:24:11.328-05:00This is fantastic. I love it. I'm currently ra...This is fantastic. I love it. I'm currently raising two writers--myself and my twelve-year-old son. I especially love this: "If someone tells us that they’re training for a marathon, we don’t automatically ask, “What’s your day job?” or “Does that come with dental?”" When I take my son to guitar lessons, I see all kinds of adults come and go with instruments, adults with day jobs Andreahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14748454816480995214noreply@blogger.com