When it comes to writing, my husband and I are unequally yoked. Where was the pastor during our premarital counseling on that one?
No matter what trivial or microscopically mundane life experience- I want to write about it.
Writing, on the other hand, is not something that occurs to Paul. He just isn’t wired that way. You can imagine the fun we’re having on my book-writing journey.
Terri Tiffany recently shared over at her blog “Five Ways to Drive Your Husband Crazy with Your Writing“. She did such a great job, she inspired me to play along.
Five Ways to Drive Your Husband Crazy with Your Writing
Talk to him about authors he has never read and never even heard of before. Writers are readers. If we are not writing, we want to talk about writing. There’s nothing more frustrating for him or me, then trying to discuss writing styles with someone who doesn’t care. To make this even more enjoyable, attempt to discuss authors with a husband who has never read, and wouldn’t read their book, even if it were the last one sitting on the dusty library shelf.
Ask him, “Which word sounds better?” every fifteen minutes. My husband is not a grammatical genius, but he is far superior than I when it comes to the English language. If I had a penny for each time I asked him, “Do I write out the number or just type it in numerically?”, I would be writing this blog post from a cabana in the Bahamas.
Each time he gives a painfully honest critique, remind him he’s not your target audience. Writers are extremely insecure people. Extremely. If I write something funny, or witty, I want to know it’s communicated in a way the reader will get. If Paul doesn’t get it, I’ve learned to protect my writer-anxieties with the well known writer-catchphrase, “You’re not my target audience.”
Become frustrated when he doesn’t respect your writing time – only to find you later on Facebook. I know God is good and He loves me. But, for the life of me, I don’t know why He would ask me to write a book on busyness. I have the attention span of a gnat. Which means, even with the best of focused intentions, I tumble down rabbit holes on a regular basis.
Hand over your computer each day with an I don’t know what happened look on your face. If it weren’t for Paul, I would still be using an IBM Electric typewriter. He is my beloved husband and computer geek-extraordinaire. It amazes me how attractive a man becomes who understands Microsoft Word.
Mothers- share this bit of wisdom with your daughters looking for a godly man. Computer literacy is a must!
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