Writing… & junk.
As I sit here, after a 3 am feeding, I realize just how precious my spare time is. I love my little poop machine, I really do, but he makes it hard to get much done. I believe that it took me a week, roughly, to organize my writing nook so that it’s usable again. Coming to terms with this unaccustomed but not unusual lack of free time has lead me to make a couple realizations.
I miss writing. I miss sticking my headphones in, tuning everything else out, and being in a different world for an hour or more an evening.
Free time is precious. Not that playing with my son isn’t great but with my crochet, writing, housework, friends, and internet addiction I have to learn to prioritize.
I want to get published. I’ve wanted to be a published author since I was in sixth grade. That’s not going to happen with a fan fiction. I love fan fiction and I’ll continue to write it but I can’t use the NaNoWriMo to create a new fan fiction when I have a three ring binder full of original ideas.
So, for all three of my fans, I will write more. Probably not before November since I have to make a life size cardboard guillotine for work but you never know…
And since the baby has fallen back to sleep, I’m going back to bed!
