I hate to admit it, but this past two months have been a struggle to make time to write! I want to be working on book two now, but I must have a webpage to list in the Book Club webpage I'm trying to list book one 'The Dreamers' on. Is that sad? No. It's just the life of an author which I am learning the ropes of as I go. I'm writing this blog for my Amazon Author page, which I'm working on to use as an Author web-page till I can get an actual web-page.
I was so excited to steal some time while sitting in the doctor's office on Tuesday, waiting for mom to be seen. I actually got one sentence written! Yes, over three different moments being shuffled from one place to another, I started a sentence, added to the sentence, it was clumsy, so I rewrote the sentence. I got home and started dinner for the family, then sat down while the things that take longer to cook cooked and wrote a whole paragraph! Whoot!
I kept at it between adding new things to my two burner stove and switching out the done food to the microwave to stay warm. Then I'd sit back down and write another paragraph.
After dinner it was time to get mom to her trailer and to bed. She doesn't need help with everything and I'd carried my laptop with me, so I wrote another couple of paragraphs finishing the scene. I even started scene two between spurts of care-giving. Soon mom was tucked in, clean and happy. We prayed together and then I carted my laptop back to our RV. I didn't want to stop, though I was tired and had a busy day planned with an early morning dentist appointment for mom. I set my laptop on the table and wrote scene two till one am.
Did you know, no, of course you didn't, ...I wrote my first book primarily on my iphone while we drove from here to there. We live in the country and most of the places we have to go are at least a half hour away. I got most of my writing done on long trips to visit our kids and grandkids and on plane trips. Am I passionate about my books and my writing? It amazes me the desire and passion I have for writing. Once I began my first book, I was on fire. I loved it, every minute of it.
So here I am with one published work and a start on the second. Did I ever have aspirations to write? No. Never did I dream of a writing career. I liked writing poetry as a child, which turned into songwriting. That was my only writing experience, except for creative writing assignments in school. I did enjoy those. They were the only homework I ever did. Hmmmm...