Saturday, September 12, 2009

Blast from the Past: Parental Indignation

Today's blast from the past is another look at an old blog post from Christian Women Today.

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I found this floating around out there in the internet, and although I didn’t write it or know who did, I still think it’s a worthwhile thing to share. There’s a lot of conflicting ideas today about parenting and what makes a good parent. “Mean Moms and Dads” makes a good point with a tongue in cheek type humor.

Mean Moms and Dads

Someday when my children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates a parent, I will tell them, as my Mean Mom and Dad told me: I loved you enough


. . . to ask where you were going, with whom, and what time you would be home.

I loved you enough to be silent and let you discover that your new best friend was a creep.

I loved you enough to stand over you for two hours while you cleaned your room, a job that should have taken 15 minutes.

I loved you enough to let you see anger, disappointment, and tears in my eyes. Children must learn that their parents aren't perfect.

I loved you enough to let you assume the responsibility for your actions even when the penalties were so harsh they almost broke my heart.

But most of all, I loved you enough . . . to say NO when I knew you would hate me for it.

Those were the most difficult battles of all. I'm glad I won them because in the end you won too. And someday when your children are old enough to understand the logic that motivates parents, you will tell them.

Was your Mom and Dad mean? I know mine were. We had the meanest parents in the whole world! While other kids ate candy for breakfast, we had to have cereal, eggs, and toast.

When others had a Pepsi and a Twinkie for lunch, we had to eat sandwiches.
And you can guess our parents fixed us a dinner that was different from what other kids had too.

They insisted on knowing where we were at all times. You'd think we were convicts in a prison. They had to know who our friends were, and what we were doing with them.

They insisted that if we said we would be gone for an hour we would be gone for an hour or less.

We were ashamed to admit it, but they had the nerve to break the Child Labor Laws by making us work. We had to wash the dishes, make the beds, learn to cook, vacuum the floor, do laundry, empty the trash, and all sorts of cruel jobs. I think they would lie awake at night thinking of more things for us to do.

They always insisted on us telling the truth, the whole truth, and nothing but the truth. By the time we were teenagers, they could read our minds and had eyes in the back of her head. Then, life was really tough!

They wouldn't let our friends (or dates) just honk the horn when they drove up. They had to come up to the door so she could meet them. While everyone else could date when they were 12 or 13, we had to wait until we were 16.

Because of our parents we missed out on lots of things other kids experienced. None of us have ever been caught shoplifting, vandalizing other's property, or ever arrested for any crime. It was all their fault.

Now that we have left home, we are all educated, honest adults. We are doing our best to be mean parents just like they were.

I think that is what's wrong with the world today. It just doesn't have enough mean parents!


I don’t know about you, but it drives me crazy when I hear people say it’s detrimental to a child to tell them no now and again. Or, showing them their actions have consequences damages their self-esteem. And, it’s bordering on child abuse to ask your children to – help out – with the household chores, teaching them how to do those simple and necessary tasks such as cooking, laundry, scrubbing a bathroom, et all along the way. (Note the help out part. That doesn’t mean turn all the chores over to the kids and sit around on the couch. Practice what you preach.) Here’s the kicker. It’s infringing on their privacy to ask them where they’re going, what they’ll be doing, who they’ll be doing stuff with, and when they’ll be back.


Excuse me? Since when did making sure your child stays out of harms way, learns how to follow society’s rules and laws, learn to take care of themselves, and protecting them from themselves become the benchmark of bad parenting?


Isn’t the general idea of parenting to ensure your child grows up to be a healthy, fully functioning adult? How healthy is someone going to be if they don’t know how to clean up after themselves and have to rely on TV dinners and take out for their meals? How functional is a person going to be if they never learned to respect authority? Forget making it through high school or college, that’s easy compared to trying to hold down a job when you want to do what you want to do when you want to do it. Jobs require taking direction, a willingness to work, and respect for your boss’ authority. Just try showing up to your workplace, doing nothing, and holding your hand out for your paycheck and see where that lands you.


Do you think the protecting them from themselves line is over the top? Alright, think about some of the grand ideas you and your friends came up with when you were teenagers. How many of them seem incredibly stupid now? How many of them were dangerous in the extreme? But, they didn’t seem stupid or dangerous at the time, did they?


Adolescence is a confusing time as it is, and one factor of human development only compounds the problem. A teen’s body is adult, but their mind is still developing. The centers controlling cognitive reasoning don’t finish developing until the mid to late twenties. Teens see their adult body and believe they’re adults. They may think they’ve thought something through, but their thought process generally stops about three or four steps short. They’re invincible; why should they worry about what drinking, smoking, or doing drugs would do to their bodies? Why should they worry about having unprotected sex? Getting STDs, becoming pregnant, and placing themselves in danger of the judgment rarely enters the thought process in the heat of the moment. And what could possibly go wrong with jumping on top of a moving vehicle? It’s done in the movies all the time.


Children are a gift and a responsibility. Is it a child’s fault if they’re never taught how to behave and/or take care of themselves? No, it’s ours for not having the guts to stop them from doing things that can hurt them and/or are just plain wrong. It’s our fault for being too lazy to take the time to teach them. It’s so easy to do everything for them, but what do they gain from having everything handed to them?


There’s so much being said today about just loving your children more and not disciplining. I just don’t understand this. Doesn’t the Bible say a parent who loves their child will chastise them, but a parent who hates their child will do nothing? I’m not telling you to beat your child. Everything can be taken to the extreme, and that’s never a good thing. But, it’s not going to do them any harm to tell them no and stick with it. It won’t scar them to have boundaries and clear consequences for crossing them. In fact, children long for limits. They want to know what’s right and what’s wrong. Not knowing is frightening, and they’ll act out in an attempt to force you to put boundaries up.


It’s time the world had a few more “mean” parents and a few less “parental friends.”


Friday, September 11, 2009

Follow Friday: David N. Wilson

Today's Follow Friday is @David_N_Wilson.

Wilson is a novelist, poet, and screenwriter of horror and science fiction. He twitters about everything from twitter itself to lolcats to events of the every day. At his blog, Glimpses into an Overactive Mind, you can find posts about his work, life, inspiration, writing in general, and lately a series dedicated to preparing for NaNoWriMo, which are helpful to anyone interested in penning a story at any time, not just during November.

Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Tomorrow's Readers

I love the fact my girls enjoy reading and books so much. Boo used to literally spend hours some days sitting in our living room and looking at one book after another. I remember some days when I was expecting Sneak, I'd fall asleep on the couch without meaning to in those weeks when exhaustion was the norm, and I'd wake to find Boo Bear sitting in the chair with as many books as she could cram into the space beside her, quietly entertaining herself.

The reading bug seems to have jumped to Sneak. Whereas when Boo Bear was Sneak's age, music was the "magic button" that stopped her tantrums, especially in the car, Sneak's magic button has always been books. Nine times out of ten, hand her a book, and she's happy. Unless she's teething, then we're just out of luck.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Con Dreams

I've wanted but never actually managed to make it to Dragon*Con for years, ever since I heard about it over at Anne McCaffery's Kitchen Table Bulletin Board, which was taken down some years back. Why I haven't gone changes with the years, but it generally revolves around responsibilities and a lack of funds. This year, I didn't even realize it was about that time until Jen from Cake Wrecks began twittering from the con floor Saturday morning.

She mentioned what a good time she and her husband were having watching the Stargate panel, and being the massive Stargate geek I am, I've been checking here and there trying to catch some videos. Alas I've yet to find any from this year's panel. However, I did find one video that's just too fun.

Apparently con goers got together to try to break the world record for number of people dancing to Thriller. One of the dancers happened to be in an Alien costume, and the results are quite giggle worthy.



Why do I have images of a whole line of Aliens dancing Thriller in my head now?

Friday, September 4, 2009

Planning by Month

During the course of figuring some things out lately, I came across an idea. It was supreme in it's simplicity, enough so, I'm rather ashamed I didn't think of it years ago.

I've been thinking of writing more as a career and less as a hobby lately, publication status notwithstanding. I can't keep waiting to sign with an agent or land that all important first novel sale to consider writing as my career of choice if I ever want to have a writing career. It's not just going to materialize from my wishes and dreams.

Can I predict if or when I'll land those contracts? No, but I can plan what projects I will work on when. Even if I never manage to sell the results of my labor, it will keep me sharp, stave off cabin fever, and provide entertainment for my family at least.

So, the other day I took a notebook and sat down to write out my writing plan for the next three years. Ambitious I know, but I know how my mind works. If I'm going to push for something, I need to see exactly how much I can accomplish. The possibilities didn't really sink in until I got to the goals for the later months of 2011.

Keeping myself to a schedule of writing and editing a combined total of about 30,000 words a month, I could do incredible things in the next few years. If I keep to the goals as they are laid out, I will have Right of Succession ready to submit by January along with having completed the blog to book project I'm undertaking for a friend. By the end of 2010, Of Secrets and Stones should be a growing blog novel and The Icarus Project should be about ready to submit. Midnight Rising, the second novel in the planned Yekara Series, will be roughed and heading into revisions by mid 2011. Work on the third novel, Storms of Hatred, will begin early in 2012 with revisions wrapping up toward the end of the year.

Like I've said, there's no telling if any of these novels or television series in the case of Icarus will come to fruition, but having the goals set, seeing what word counts I'll need to hit to make it happen, is wonderful motivation. A thousand words a day is doable. Before cutting, I've had several posts which could have hit that word count easily, and now, with my workspace making it possible for me to write even if the girls are up, I've no more excuses.

Follow Friday: TXWriter

Today's Follow Friday recommendation is TXWriter. Besides simply being a nice woman, TXWriter is a wellspring of information when it comes to freelance writing or running an online business in general. Her blog, Writing Thoughts, is just that, in depth thoughts on the subject of the writing process and everything that comes along with it, including the business side of things.

She can also be found on Twitter here and is noted for regularly conversing with her followers, asking questions as well as answering them, in addition to posting some excellent links to others articles.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

What I wouldn't give for an office some days...

I've been making daily to do lists of late, trying to make sure I fit everything I'm supposed to do into the day. As much as the lists have helped, they can only go so far. Unfortunately for my writing, it has to compete with my being the stay-at-home parent of a toddler and a preschooler.

I occasionally suffer from the delusion I'll be able to sneak in an hour or so of writing while the girls nap. I'd be happy with two days a week, one even. Yet most days I'm lucky to have time enough to grab a quick lunch and a shower before the oldest asserts she's had enough of a nap even though I know she hasn't so much as sat on her bed since I closed her door. It's days like these I despair of ever completing any project I started before having children.