Art-Killing

I shouldn’t be writing right now. I should be mopping the kitchen floor (no idea when I last did it—it’s been months). Or folding laundry (always an option). Or Christmas shopping. (Will someone please tell me why oh why it’s December and I haven’t even started yet? I’ve known my baby’s due date since June. And since I’ll be 38 weeks pregnant on Christmas this year, you’d think I would have tackled my list back in September. But since I’ve put it off this long, I might as well embrace my procrastination by doing it a bit more.)

All that to say, there are many productive things I could be doing right now.

But I was listening to some old Florence + the Machine on a rare trip to the store by myself and it made me feel very awake. And I started thinking about you little blog, and how much I love to write, but rarely manage to do it these days. And suddenly I felt inspired to come up out of the vortex of potty training and Veggie Tales and just a general stickiness, and try to put my thoughts into words that might be suitable for another adult to read.

36 weeks!In my current life stage, it’s been helpful to take the pressure off myself in every possible area. Things I used to do every day—like wash my hair—are now every other day. Things I used to do once a week—like write for my blog—I do… well, almost never. When Sky and Micah were younger, I had a lovely 2-hour block of time to myself every afternoon while they napped. Autumn, now 21 months, is still at prime napping age. But between Sky’s homeschooling and Micah’s acrobatics (I often come in after his required “rest” time and find him standing on his head or hanging one-armed from his bunk bed, kicking the wall), that long, silent afternoon stretch has sadly evaporated.

I do still have time to myself, especially when I wake up early or stay up late. But I mostly get little bits of it. When I’m partially asleep. Not exactly the best conditions for writing.

But it doesn’t really matter all that much if I write, does it? I mean, does the Internet really need more words? There are so many wonderful writers putting out high-quality stuff every day. What’s the point in trying to add my thoughts into the mix?

But earlier this week I read Shauna Niequist’s take on that very question: art-killing, she calls it. Because art is not a business. “It’s not about market demand,” she writes. “The general population will survive without one more stage production and one more gallery showing. This is the thing, though: you might not.” Our God is the Ultimate Creator, and though it’s sometimes hard to believe, we are like Him. “If you were made to create,” Niequist says, “you won’t feel whole and healthy and alive until you do.”

No, I’m not going to be writing regularly again. Lord willing, in a few short weeks I’ll be heading back into the abyss of life with a newborn, a magical place where I’ll be up all night with my baby and up all day with my toddler, preschooler, and kindergartener. I’ll be doing well just to keep all those little tummies full and bottoms clean. Beyond that I have no personal goals.

But at some point down the road, an idea will hit me. And I’ll scratch together a few minutes to stand at the counter, type it all out on my laptop, and maybe even share it. Not necessarily because a bunch of people need to read it. But because God created me to love writing and I am somehow more myself when I do it.

  15 comments for “Art-Killing

  1. Gail
    December 9, 2013 at 1:33 pm

    Linnea

    A embroidery picture I stitched when I was expecting my first child (he’s now 32 years old) reads. Quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep, I am rocking my baby and babies don’t keep. Don’t stress over housework that does not get done as regularly as you would like. Enjoy your children, gifts from God. The years go by too quickly.

    • linnea
      December 9, 2013 at 2:14 pm

      You’re so right! They are gifts from God. :)

  2. Morganne
    December 9, 2013 at 1:39 pm

    Aw, I love reading your blog posts. If I don’t see ulyou between now and Christmas, I hope its a Merry and bright one!

    • linnea
      December 9, 2013 at 2:14 pm

      Thanks Morganne! I hope we get to see each other, but if not, Merry Christmas to you too. :)

  3. Danielle Guntle
    December 9, 2013 at 2:15 pm

    Oh Linni!! I relate to you more today then I ever have… I’m just literally 12 weeks behind you! Everything else, the same! Hugs to you on this amazing journey! Wish we were still doing life together!! Miss you!

    • linnea
      December 9, 2013 at 4:52 pm

      I know Dan, I feel the same way! We would have some noisy, crazy-fun playdates if we could. :) I’m so excited for you and can’t wait to see pics of your baby GIRL!

  4. Julia
    December 9, 2013 at 3:15 pm

    So good, Linni! Thinking of you. Hope you are feeling good and getting some rest. Merry Christmas to you guys!
    Love ya,
    Julia

    • linnea
      December 9, 2013 at 4:52 pm

      Merry Christmas to you too! Miss you guys!

  5. Debbie Ferguson
    December 9, 2013 at 3:47 pm

    Love your heart Linnea. I’ve been wanting to write a blog for a while but somehow thought it was self-aggrandizing and also just didn’t feel I had the time because I am so obsessive about things that don’t matter (like mopping the floor). Thanks for this…I’m rethinking. By the way, miss you!

    • linnea
      December 9, 2013 at 4:53 pm

      I would read your blog. :)

  6. Joan
    December 9, 2013 at 8:40 pm

    You write beautifully and that in itself is a gift. You touch people and hearts with your words that flow together like magic. Keep inspiring.

  7. Nelson
    December 9, 2013 at 9:34 pm

    Great one Linni. It’s a good reminder about writing. I write every day and sometimes wonder why, knowing no one would want to read it.
    The creating thing is key so I can keep justifying doing it.
    You’re a great writer by the way. :)

  8. Mom
    December 9, 2013 at 9:34 pm

    A valuable point so well said, Linnea. Bless you!

  9. GG
    December 10, 2013 at 11:54 am

    God bless you, precious Linni, for sharing your thoughts.
    At this point in your life, I’m sure you are more than delighted to have ‘adult’ conversation throughout your day, and I can so relate.
    As the great-grandmother to those precious ‘gifts’, believe it or not, there will come a day in the not-too-distant-future, you, too, will wonder ‘where did the time go?’…and the things that seem so overwhelmingly important to you now, will grow dim in the l light of the joy that is raining down upon you NOW….so don’t stress over the kitchen floor, folding laundry, and Sweetie, if I were in your condition, I’d say’forget the Christmas shopping’! Spending time with you, Adam and those babies is the best gift this GG could ever receive, and I know that Grammy and Grandpa feel the same way! relax, enjoy the kids and the season!
    Love you dearly, and that was a very good blog!
    GG

  10. Erin
    December 12, 2013 at 10:48 am

    I hope find a minute here and there to write in the midst of “tummy filling and bottom cleaning”. Thanks for sharing your gift :)

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