I need to do something different before my world implodes on me. Sorry to be so dramatic, but I just realized that my recent writing schedule is not working. I try to write all day while interspersing chores (and only in dire straights) in between creative bursts.
So I will try writing for a block of time and then give it a rest for the day.
My kids have gotten so used to having to tiptoe around when “Mommy is writing” my son recently wrote, in a school fill-in-the-blank, “I can help support Mom while she is writing her book.”
I want to be remembered someday as being a good mom who wrote good books, not a writer who incidentally was a mom.
The thing is, I’m scared. It’ll take a paradigm shift.
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