|Child #1 totally out-glowers this guy.|
Now, some of you may think this is headed towards a 'pity me I have a tweenage daughter post' but it's actually a 'pity my daughter she has a writer mother' post.
I ignored the glowering and sat down on the bed. "Sometimes it feels like there's something dark inside of you, doesn't it?" I said. "I know you are a good, kind person but I also know we all have a dark side. The dark side wants us to say mean things. It wants you to hurt the people you love and push everyone away. When it does that, it wins. Child # 1," I implored. "You have to fight! You have to fight against the darkness within. You can't let it win."
Ten minutes after I left her room she tiptoed down the stairs with tears in her eyes. "Mommy," she said. "I've thought about it and that's exactly how it feels. I'm not going to let the darkness win."
We hugged. We kissed. I put her to bed and was in the process of congratulating myself on a successful parenting moment when I realized that the language about darkness, fighting and everything else was ripped straight from my book. Persephone, the main character of Losing Beauty, is in a constant battle with the dark presence in her soul. Here's a brief snippet from the book so you can compare and contrast writer language vs mother language: