Excerpt from Between the Lines


A memory wavered into his mind, shimmery as heat rising off the road in summer.

He was six years old, and he’d been in Stonehaven no more than a week. He was hollow and lonely, confused. He missed the bustle of Melbourne. He missed the other kids on his street, the whole gang of them and their scampy games. He was stuck out in the bush, all of a sudden, with nobody but Lionel for company. Lionel had spent the first day ignoring him completely, and the last few beating the stuffing out of him whenever he got the chance. So that day, he’d wandered out to the back garden, if it could even be called that- just a scrubbed, flat expanse of hot red dirt with a veil of tangled trees and shrubs behind it.

The bush.


On impulse, he’d taken a couple of steps toward it, bare feet burning on the hot ground. The air was filled with the lemony scent of eucalyptus and the fresh tang of the distant sea. He'd filled his lungs and the two steps had turned into six, then ten, then before he knew it he was running headlong toward the wall of whispering green and brown, pushing all his mother’s warnings about snakes and savages from his head. He barrelled between the first spicy-scented leaves and, to his surprise, popped out on a sort of beaten down track, hidden from view of the house. After a moment’s pause to wonder how many strokes of the belt he’d get for this, he set off down the track toward the most interesting noise he’d heard so far- the babbling giggle of flowing water, and laced in with it, the high, clear notes of a girl’s voice, singing.

He stepped off the track with his heart hammering in his chest, suddenly terrified as he caught side of the wide river bank and the rolling mass of glassy green water.

She was standing there, all right- a girl not much taller than him, skinny as a rake, skin the golden brown of tree bark lit by sun. A cascade of golden curls rolled over her shoulders to skim at her waist, tendrils flicking out here and there as she drew back her arm and lobbed a big rock into the water.


He watched it go, traced the arc with his eyes until it hit the water with a loud splash and was swallowed. She was singing, still, her voice high and clear. She was wearing a white dress that finished at her knees and puffed into short sleeves at her shoulders. He looked down at himself, his grey shorts and jumper coated in jam, dirt and everything else he’d been busy with that morning. He stared at her back with suspicion. She was pristine. The only dirty bit of her was her feet, bare as his.

If it hadn’t been for those feet, he might have thought she was an angel. Or a ghost.

Sunday, May 11, 2008

My biggest news ever

I'm breathing a sigh of relief that I can tell the world my (little) big secret, finally- you may have noticed I've not been around as much lately, and that I haven't been doing a lot in the way of writing, either.

Well, I _do_ have a good reason, and this is it- I'm having a baby!

It's due on November 17th, so I have six more months to go (unless the wee tacker takes after his/her ma, and decides to come a month early...)

Anyway- nobody told me my brain was going to go to mush when I got pregnant. Nobody told me I'd be collapsing on the couch at 4pm every afternoon, staring mindlessly at Antiques Roadshow reruns instead of writing. Really, I haven't had many more big symptoms than the tiredness, though I've just started getting sick in the last week or so. But the tiredness is all consuming, and I had no idea how it was going to affect me and my writing.

This is a blog about writing, of course, and I do have an interesting observation or two about pregnancy and writing. First, it's made me look at my characters and my story in all sorts of different ways. My story is about a guy who goes away to war, leaving behind his childhood sweetheart, and comes home to find she's died in childbirth. I've been identifying a lot more with Kit lately, now that I really understand what it's like to know your whole life is going to change, and to feel that hope.

Which leads me to my second observation- while all this is going on, it's an all-consuming thing, body and mind. As a strange result, while I've been better able to get inside Kit's head, I've been all but shut out of Bill's, because I'm almost too inside my own mind (for once) to think like him. It makes me realise what an all-consuming process writing actually is- almost exactly like being pregnant, just that you're infused with the characters and the world.

Hard to do both at the same time. However, I'm feeling VERY determined to knock BTL into shape before I have the baby, because I know how hard it'll be to get anything done after that. So, we'll see what happens in the next few months. Unfortunately we've had to cancel the holiday to Turkey and Italy (you can't count how many people told me that I'd get pregnant as soon as I booked the holiday- we'd been trying to conceive for two long, tough years and were on the verge of losing hope).

So- from here on, it's fingers crossed that everything will keep going as well as it has been so far (with the exception of ending up in the hospital with my nut allergy at 7 weeks, which was beyond scary). We had the nuchal translucency scan on Saturday- combined with blood tests, mother's details (weight, race, history of smoking/ drinking/ drugs), they measure the fluid width at the back of the baby's neck, and all those details come together to provide a risk level for Downs Syndrome and other chromosomal disorders. A result of 1 in 300 (that's the risk of a disorder) or higher (I mean 1:400, 1:500 etc) is considered low risk, and very good. Well, mine was 1 in 17000! That's about as low as it gets. We were very pleased.

We were also very pleased to see the baby behaving just as it has in the last three scans- the one word that comes to mind is cheeky. It's an active little bugger, kicking and squirming, bouncing around, swallowing, playing with the umbilical cord, with a great heartbeat of 152 per minute. I have a feeling my ribs are going to be black and blue once it gets a bit bigger! I have a few little ultrasound pics to put up:

First is the standard side view- head on the right, bottom on the left (legs not visible). The baby is facing up, and you can see the nose and mouth in profile (you can also see the brain inside the skull!). The straight bit with the three or four parallel lines hovering above the body is the umbilical cord.


Second is something I couldn't believe I was seeing- they can do a cross-section view of the baby, looking inside at the heart, the stomach, the kidneys and so on. In this photo, on the left, you can see the cross section of the hand from above- four little fingers and a wee thumb on the right (this kid poses for photographs, by the way- always in the right position)


Lastly, I know this looks like an alien if you haven't seen the live footage, but it doesn't matter, because it's awesome- it's a 3D rendering of the baby from above. At the top is the top of the head, and running from there down you can see the nose, the mouth, then the body, including the umbilical cord. I can't believe how amazing technology is these days.


By the way, for those of you who may be worried, I'm not going to cover the blog in a deluge of baby news every day (g). I'll do occasional updates, but I'm here to talk writing. I'm sure I'll have some interesting revelations about the writing process as I struggle to keep it up with this new challenge.

13 comments:

Jenny said...

WOOT!!!!!!!!!!!

SO happy for you and those ultrasound pics are WONDERFUL!

It's Mother's Day here in the states today, so Happy Birthday and Happy Mother's Day!!!

Deniz Bevan said...

Congratulations!
And Happy Mother's Day!
That 3D photo is *amazing* :-)

Aerin said...

Claire, oh my goodness! Congratulations!

Your life will never, ever be the same. And there will be days you'll wonder if it's all worth it. Mostly, though, you will look in those little eyes and feel what it's like to love eternally.

Oh, and my second had dance parties in utero, too, and it carried over to her personality - lively, adventurous.

Also, if I'd never been a mum, I would never have met Precie....there are just all kinds of new and exciting experiences just waiting for you! Yay!

NBB said...

*woho*

That's wonderful news, congratulations!

I'm wishing you and the little one all the best.
And the pics are amazing!

Carol A. Spradling said...

WooHoo, Claire!!!!

Congratulations!!!

Precie said...

OOOOMMMMMMGGGGGG!!!!!

I'm SO HAPPY for you!!!! And I adore u/s pics!

I loved every minute of being pregnant, even the exhausted mush-brain days.

I hope the remaining months go smoothly! (Don't eat anything you didn't prepare yourself! Ok, maybe that's a little extreme...but still!)

I'm. so. happy. for you!!!!!!!!!!

Beth said...

Those pictures are stunning, particularly the last one. They sure have improved the technology since I was last pregnant. (g)

Tara Parker said...

Claire,

I'm so very happy for you! Welcome to Motherhood!

Congratulations to you and your husband.

Tara Parker said...

Claire,

I'm so very happy for you! Welcome to Motherhood!

The pictures are wonderful - already a cutie!

Christy said...

Congratulations, Claire!!

You know, they say a woman's brain shrinks 2% when she's pregnant. Of course, they also say you get the 2% back after the baby's born. I think they lied about that last part.

Love the u/s pics by the way.

Whoo-hoo!

Julianne Douglas said...

Congratulations, Claire! What wonderful news. I'm so happy for you!!!!

Precie said...

In case you feel like it, here's a meme. Tag! You're it!

Helen said...

Claire,

Fantastic news. I'm so happy for you!

I for one won't mind if you DO fill your blog up with minute-by-minute baby details - having chosen not to do the baby thing myself, I stuggle a bit writing about great-great grandma and her 10 pregnancies. Makes me a very close observer of everyone else's!

Hope it all goes well for you!