Happy anniversary to the Insecure Writer's Support Group, brainchild of Alex Cavanaugh! Head on over to his blog to hear about what he plans for the future of IWSG.
Summer is gone, my little girl is back to school, and it’s just little man and me. Plenty of time to get chores done, and then sit down at the keyboard for some writing.
At least that's how it plays out in my head. Only by the time I get the chores done, because nobody picks up after themselves, it's nearly time to pick up my daughter from school. After that its nonstop mommy mode until I tuck my little nerdlettes into bed, and then crawl to the comfort of my own bed with that last tiny bit of energy I have left.
Am I the only one having a hard time getting back into the swing of things?
I tell myself its just me being lazy. Like how I keep saying I'm going to start working out again, every day. Truth is, all I have to do is utter the words diet and exercise, and I gain ten pounds!
Maybe its just going to take me a few weeks to get into this new routine. Maybe I should write first, then do chores... but those dishes, they mock me from the corner of my eye, telling me what a terrible mother and housewife I am if I don't get them done pronto.
Bubby comes in, lonely now that Sister is at school. I have to take time to play with him, work with him on his speech, his shapes and alphabet, and his numbers. I want him ready for school next year, want him at his best, because mommy took the time.
That is my goal.
But then there is my dream. I want to be an author. I want to be published, but I know it won't happen if I don't work hard, if I don't put in the time.
I need to quit acting like writing is just a hobby, and start treating it like the job I intend for it to be.
I have to figure out a better way to manage my time.
I know eventually I will work it all out, its this time between that drives me bonkers.
Tell me I'm not the only one.
