I recently read a post on Writer Unboxed by Tracy Hahn-Burkett called “Patience over the Long, Long Haul.” I felt it was directed at me. It talks about writing especially when things are just taking foreeeveeeerrrrrr. It was really nice to read because sometimes it feels like I must be the laziest writer in all the world. I’m not! I’m totally not. But I’m also unpublished. It’s one of those situations where people don’t realize just how hard you are working because you don’t have anything “concrete” to show for it yet.
I must admit that sometimes this gets to me. I’ve written four books and I’m trying my hardest to get one ready to query this year. But sometimes I go days without touching my manuscript and it just kills me.
You see, I spend a lot of my days making targets or building ships out of legos. I’m also a master at shaping play dough into Star Wars ships. Millennial Falcon, Tie Fighter, X-Wing . . . I’ve even made At-Ats. Am I a cool mom or what? Aside from that, I’m also doing all the typical, necessary chores that make this house run. I’m also a family “bus” driver to get my kids to music lessons, sport practices, church activities. I’m not a soccer mom though. Nope! And before you think my kids are over scheduled . . . I’m also a lazy mom. They don’t get to participate in EVERYTHING. I just can’t handle that.
I’m also trying to get healthy again (which is like another full time job). I know I’m getting older . . .(yes, I hear this all the time) but my body just isn’t working efficiently right now. I’m thinking that five pregnancies, four births, breastfeeding and nine months on contaminated vitamins has put my body through the wringer. I’m not overweight, I’m in general good health, but you know when you know your body’s just a little off? Well that’s me right now and I’m trying to get things “right” again. I’ve been trying everything with very little results until now. Wouldn’t you know, good old calorie counting and a lot of exercise is what’s finally working.
Wow . . . I just went off on a tangent there. Anyway, back to writing. Yes. I love writing. I know this is what I’m supposed to do. It’s nice to know that even though this is taking so long to actually accomplish something, there’s still hope. The ship hasn’t sailed away, leaving me back on the dock wondering if I should try to swim after it or just give up. As Tracy’s article states, I just need to quit beating myself up about it. I need to have patience. I’m doing what I should be doing and I’m good with that.