From the Editor

As our Editor-in-Chief, Amanda Jaros, wrote in last year’s letter, “the work of mother writers has never been more important.” We hope you will support us in any way that you are able.

As the November days darken, one bright light is the staff of Literary Mama.

I’m proud that our latest issue is still doing what our founders set out to do: revealing and honoring the many faces of motherhood.

At each stage of development, we say goodbye to some difficult or delightful aspect of our children and look forward, with mixed excitement and trepidation, to what comes next.

As mothers, we must learn to embrace each moment, while also letting go of our children at every turn.

What makes literature good? What’s the difference between something that’s of value to me and something that could be of value to somebody else?

I frequently find myself gritting my teeth, just trying to get through a period of time–the work day, a stage in my children’s development, an entire political regime.

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But I cannot lose the hope that someday, all of us will be regarded as equal, and King’s famous dream will become a reality.

I’ve enjoyed hearing the machine’s busy thwacking, that old-fashioned sound of creative activity. It’s the sound of resistance to the tyranny of the internet.

Writers these days seem to fall into two camps with regard to writing during the pandemic: paralysis or extreme productivity