diary / by Edward Mullany


I imagine that if I had a child with someone, and that child was young, say, an infant or a toddler, I would write about things that the child said, or did, and about my impressions of the child, though I suppose that, in doing so, I would reveal more about myself than I would about the child, for the reader would have insight into my mind, and would see what I noticed, and what I thought was worth recording, whereas they would encounter the child only indirectly, by way of what I told them, so that they’d always be at a remove, even if my intention was otherwise.