The Pesky Dinner Situation

Pasta, Food, Black And White, Gluten-Free

What am I going to do about dinner? This is the constant question in my house. And since I’m not the best in the areas of cleaning or doing laundry, feeding the people who live with me is my thing. And, in general, I’m good at it. But . . . I am also a writer. It’s taken me years to say those words out loud even though I’ve been writing since I was six and penned my first novel called–wait for it—The Cooking Mother. I’m not kidding, I swear! It was a novel about my own mother who would come in from work, tired as all get out, and have to cook dinner for us. Oh my Lordt! I think I just made a breakthrough. I understand my own life so much better now (thinking . . .).

Anyhow, I’ve been in the zone with my writing recently, I mean really getting in there. Characters are talking to me—they’re talking to one another (it happens, and when it does, it’s MA-GI-CAL), it’s been amazing. Then I look up and it’s 5:00. Dread. Groan. I ask myself, pasta again, Gail? Yes, pasta again. Thirteen minutes in the pot. Drain it. Throw some butter on it. Let the small people (and the hubs, too) go to town with the shaky cheese. Cut up green leaf lettuce. Voila. Family fed and alive.

Then it’s back to work for me! I hope my characters are still in the mood to chat.

Published by Gail Upchurch

Originally from the south side of Chicago, Gail currently lives in Maryland with three kiddos and a hubs. She writes young adult and adult fiction and has been known to go overboard with the cheesy snacks. She's got a lot of pet peeves, but the biggest one of all are jeans that cut off her circulation. Not a fun situation. When she's not writing stories and talking to the characters that live in her head, Gail teaches composition, literature, and creative writing at the University of Maryland, College Park.

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