Somehow we’ve become a culture that expects things to turn out the way we want without much effort or many tries. Maybe some of the influence comes from social media. We have only patience enough for a snapshot of things, whether in words or in picture form. Seeing DIY videos, where things seem so fast and easy doesn’t help.
One of my kiddos has been all about doughnuts (or ‘donuts,’ depending on who you ask or where you look). I’ve been looking up how to make a relatively allergy-free: gluten-free, lactose-free, and nut-free version of them.
Lily Chang © 2019
Making yummy, gluten-free doughnuts was no easy feat. The first two attempts weren’t that great. The third one, the one made with confection sugar, on the far right, was delicious.
Yesterday, she presented her passion project in English class. Guess what hers was about?
You guessed it.
She wanted to bring doughnuts to share with her classmates and teacher.
Tuesday night was a late, doughnut-making night. I let this daughter stay up two and half hours past her bedtime, so she could participate in the doughnut-making process as much as possible. As much as she wanted to help with putting on the glaze and sprinkles or making the confection sugar versions, she needed to get some sleep and I continued working at least an hour after that, before it was all done. All twenty-nine of them.
I’d say the end result was pretty good.
Fast forward to the next day, yesterday, when I picked her up, I have no idea how her entire presentation went. But, she did say that no one didn’t not like the doughnuts.
That’s saying a lot right there. She’s at the age where classmates can be tactless and mean about things they don’t really care for.
And there was no telling how they would react to gluten-free doughnuts.
No matter how light we got it, the consistency was still different from its wheat or gluten counterparts.
Whatever the case, we were successful at creating beautiful, tasty treats.
Those do-overs, versions, and attempts got me thinking….
What’s my problem with accepting the slow, growing process involved in creating good writing?
Why am I so impatient with my own writing process?
Is it realistic to expect a well-crafted, well-written, robust book to be written quickly and easily?
Enter in a long sigh here.
I’ll try to stop being so impatient and so downright frustrated with myself.
Continue planning and plotting Book 2, I shall.
The writing will come soon enough.