The Block

We had a sales conference today, so when the Intertubes dropped this in my lap, I didn’t question; I reblogged:

…. So turning 13 and beyond was both terrible and wonderful but the fact remains that all these ideas recoiled when I tried to address them in relation to my son’s 13th birthday. And it’s only here, in this 7th paragraph (again, fuck you writer’s block), where my block begins to find its logic. It is precisely this unsaying that defines my son’s movement into teen life …. (Via Daring Fireball)

I don’t know a damn thing about this oddly named blog (though the author seems to be from Michigan and you can trust Michiganders implicitly), but the author’s musings on his son’s thirteenth birthday seem as applicable to writing YA as they do to parenting.