I‘ve been struggling with a new GOAL for a while now, but I think I’ve finally made some major progress.
I‘ve been watching WAY too much news. In fact, I’ve been a news junkie. There. I said it. It’s embarrassing to admit, but I want to be honest with you. When did this news thing start? It was the day our country changed forever on 9 -11. After that I had a difficult time tearing myself away from the news. Before long I found myself leaving the news on for longer periods of time throughout the day. My over-the-top news watching sort of sneaked up on me and it was doing its damage. It began to stifle the child-like mindset I needed to write children’s stories. The ideas didn’t come as easily, and the writing was tougher because I had too many serious things on my mind.
Don’t get me wrong—I think it’s important to keep up with local and world events to a point, but I was saturated with it. I’d lost the BALANCE between the serious things of the world, and the fun, wondrous, precious things that still exist in a child’s world.
I‘ve always read and loved children’s books. That’s never changed. I also enjoyed watching children’s programs like Reading Rainbow, Maisy, Curious George, Franklin the Turtle, Sesame Street, and the list goes on. Those shows almost always inspired a new idea for a story each time I watched because they made me feel like a child again. I saw the GOOD, and the HOPE, and the HAPPINESS, and the WONDER that’s all around us. My high school aged son used to find me watching children’s shows. He’d ask with a grin, “Mom, you doin’ market research again?” That’s what I called it because it told me what kids were enjoying at the time. It also told me what children’s book authors were having to compete with!
After 9-11, children’s programming was pushed to the back burner. I got caught up in the “adult” perspective of life by watching too much news. You see, I’m a volunteer Red Cross Disaster Action Team nurse, so I wanted to hear about how the Red Cross was helping with every disaster. The disasters never seemed to end. Because our world had changed, nurses were required to take further training in disaster response as it related to terrorism. I found myself in shelters helping victims of fires and floods. Sobering things were constantly on my mind.
Our youngest son is now in law enforcement. That peaked my interest in the latest on criminal justice, criminal forensic science, court TV, etc. One day while watching the news, I saw my son on T.V. securing a crime scene. That cinched it. From then on I HAD to watch the news throughout the day while he worked. Didn’t want to miss anything.
Watching children’s programming became a thing of the past for me by then. The more the news filled my thoughts, the more my child’s mindset and childlike wonder (which is a must for a children’s writer) got shoved to the back of my brain and into a small closet. It was getting tougher to go back and open that closet door. So much “heavy” grown-up stuff was in the way.
Over the past year, my child’s inner voice has been shouting at me, “Let me out of this closet RIGHT NOW!” Thankfully I listened. I couldn’t’ take it anymore. I was sick of the news and ready to set my sights on a new and NECESSARY GOAL. It wasn’t easy but I took a mental sledge hammer, broke down that closet door and said to my inner child, “Come on out! Let’s watch some FUN stuff!”
Now, I watch a little bit of news in the morning with my coffee then I turn if off! I watch a little news with my husband when he gets home, and that’s it! When I need to rest during the day, I’ll frequently sit down with a cup of calming tea and watch some delightful children’s programming. Guess what? I FEEL like a kid again and I THINK like a kid when I want to write a story!
My GOAL led me to our local Salvation Army thrift store. I knew of some treasures that could be found. There they were—three of my FAVORITE children’s movies. I purchased them for only $1.70 each. Beatrice Potter’s Peter Rabbit, the original Peter Pan and Pinocchio. I watched these movies with a sense of familiar warmth and wonder. Tears actually filled my eyes as Jiminey Cricket sang “When You Wish Upon a Star.” Why? Because I immediately felt like that little girl again—the one who LOVED singing that song to my dolls when no one was listening.
My GOAL has helped to lift a great weight off of my shoulders. I’m spending more time reading the children’s books that I love, watching some children’s programming, and connecting with that child mindset that really never left—she was just stuck in the closet. I’m glad she put her foot down and straightened me out! Now, we’re having lots of fun filling our minds with the GOOD, the HOPE, the HAPPINESS, and the WONDER of a child’s world. The news will just have to go on without me.
Copyright 2008 Sheryl Ann Crawford