“Mommy, I’m not playing.” (banging on the manual typewriter, instead of room-cleaning, as requested.) “I’m not playing. I’m writing. Like you.”
What can a mommy say to that? Especially one who probably spends way too much time saying things very similar?
“But, honey, I’m not playing. I’m talking to writers on these message boards. We share ideas, and ways to get things done.”
“No, love, I want to come to bed with you. But this chat is really important. Why? Because it’s about sf drinking games, and my character drinks sometimes.”
“Not now, sweetie, Mommy’s checking her e-mail.”
I feel a guilt-trip coming on…