As a very lucky mother to a young toddler, I don’t get much free time for my writing (Yes, I could wake early but I’m so shattered from teething that that’s currently impossible). So my writing time is restricted to naptimes, unless that naptime is needed to do planning for my lessons.
So, yesterday I had a clear naptime and had got my laptop out to start writing when my neighbour comes round for a chat.
An hour’s chat!
I could have cried! I probably should have asked to get on with the work I was blatantly about to undergo, but I didn’t want to be rude. Then my toddler woke up and all hopes of writing were gone.
What would you have done?
Hopefully today will be more successful…
I never thought I would be a mother. I feel immensely lucky (despite my tiredness!) And wouldn’t change it for the world. I’m fortunate enough to be a semi-full-time mother too (WOG) Sadly though, it leaves me with very little personal time where I can write.
I could be selfish and write in the evenings, but I enjoy sitting with my husband and chattering over a coffee and watching whatever it is on TV. If the night has gone well (i.e.,no teething) I’m sometimes able to wake early and write. Most of the time I’m too tired… So, the only free time I get is when my daughter sleeps. But some days this doesn’t work either. I try not to despair. I make the most of whatever time I get. Even if I wish it could be more.
Nonetheless, part of me is feeling desperate; The KeyMaster will be ten years old this July. I would love for me to finish it and start sending it off to agents in July, but I know it won’t happen – hopefully by the end of the year.
Regardless of when I finish it, I write because I love crafting images with words. However, above all, I want to succeed to show my daughter that dreams don’t always stay dreams.