Friday, April 29, 2011

13,800 words and my kids won't let me write

As I type this my youngest is in my arms.  For some reason, lately, my kids aren't going to bed on time.  For the past few nights it's been rough and by the time they are finally asleep I want to be asleep as not a lot of work is getting done on the book.  Not that I'm not thinking about it, because I am.  It's on my mind a lot.
The kiddos, though, they are the priority.  Always will be.  I have to admit my frustration gets me sometimes, but then all it takes is for the little one to smile at me or the oldest to say "Mommy, look!" as she holds up a paper she scribbled on with crayon and my worries go away.  I know taking care of them is my most important work.
Can I get this thing written before my kids are grown??  I have to believe I can.  :)

Sunday, April 17, 2011

10,000 words...a good dent...

Worked a bit on the book, which is untitled and will be for a while I think.  I've had a few ideas, but nothing seems to fit yet.  If anyone ever reads this blog, I would hope they would also go on to read my book, so I won't be sharing everything that the book entails.  But I will share little tidbits here and there.  It's fiction, it's written from a female perspective (because they say "write what you know" and well, that is the perspective I know) and it has a major theme of forgiveness.  My main character did something that I hate almost more than anything in this world.
And that is all I will share about that for now.
I need to get back to it.  My kids are sleeping and I am going to write a bit more as I enjoy a cold beer I just opened.  Then it's bed time for me as well. 

Saturday, April 16, 2011

I really should be sleeping...

And I will be sleeping soon.  I'm tired.  A toddler and infant will do that to you.  Yet, here I am, starting a blog...what????  I didn't really think I ever would. 
However, I'm writing my book.  And planning to finish it this time...not like "projects" I started in the past, only to quit on them and never look at them again. 
This book is different.  I'm excited about it.  I think this is going to be the start of a writing career.  I've told my husband how I feel, but I know he secretly thinks I'm crazy.  I haven't told too many others in my life that I am writing a book.  I realize that it's a long shot, this dream of becoming a published author.  The dream of making a living writing novels.  But it's my dream nonetheless.  So here I am.  I'll be posting about my journey along the way, writing my book, writing my query letter and hoping an agent likes what I write...and just seeing what happens from there.  Is this crazy or what?