I have stared at this blog for a very long time not knowing what to write. How do I come back after being away for so long? What if no one reads it? What about how awful my grammar has become due to my lack of writing? I am out of practice, ashamed, and scared.
My daughter was born almost three years ago and I might have pecked at the keyboard a few times. Once or twice I think I managed to pick up a pen and jot some things down. Kids change everything. I am a stay at home mom and writer (lacking in the writer department as of late). My time is her time. My life is her life. I am okay with that.
But, I miss parts of my old life.
I miss reading.
I miss writing.
I miss being an active author.
I have so many stories rolling around in my head. Two of them are really good and could possibly turn into something great if I put some more time into them. Where do I find the time? How do I make it?
I have read all of the articles. Sure, I have tried to sneak off here and there. Write when she is being independent. Write at night once she goes to bed. My mind just isn’t in it folks and it hasn’t been in the almost three years she has been on this planet. I know that is okay. I know this is normal.
I also know the desire to write is getting greater. The excuses I have made in the past are getting limited and my muses will only tolerate them for so much longer. I need to stop falling into the routine once I have some spare time of doing other things.
Write for thirty minutes because honestly, that laundry will be okay for a little longer.
Game less. This is a hard one folks. Hubby and I are huge video gamers and once little one goes to bed if we don’t fall asleep ourselves we get in some good game time. I have to curb this habit/addiction. I need to pick one or two nights a week to game and then a little on the weekends. The rest of the time I should write. I want to write. If I start doing the work, I won’t need to regulate anything; all I will want to do is read and write. I just need the push.
Who wants to push me?
I am going to push myself a bit and attempt to blog once a week. No, I will blog once a week. Whether anyone even reads this or not I can just address the words to myself as a reminder.
Bonnie, go write.
That being said, I’ve got some work to do. Peace.