|A blank page...that's all I see.|
It was my intention to get started on a novel, find inspiration, and get prepared for November where I would really make good ground on writing an actual novel. Needless to say, that did not exactly happen.
Here's a little background: I love to write. Hence, why I blog. I've been working on various stories for many years, but I've never finished anything. I don't have a lot of ambitions in life. I don't want to be famous or have lots of money. All I want is to do is be a good wife and mother...and publish a book.
Needless to say, writing has taken a back seat since my son was born two years ago. My vocation as a working wife and mother take up the vast majority of my time, and spare time is a rare luxury. Pretty much the only time I have to myself is my lunch hour at work. That is the only time I have to write, and I have to eat at the same time.
I was hoping that I would be able to write at least 10,000 words during the month of April. But every time I sat down at the lunch table with my little laptop...writers block. Nothing. No inspiration. I managed to write 2000 words, way below my goal.
I'm a little heartbroken and frustrated. If I want to make this a reality I need to change my game plan somehow. However, having a clingy toddler at home makes it very difficult to see any kind of light at the end of the tunnel.
In the end, I'm just gonna have to hope that persistence pays off. Do what I can when I can.
Are you a writer with young children at home? How do you balance it all?