You know I almost forgot that it was my day to blog. I have nothing clever to say or some carefully thought up post. Why? Because real life got in the way. And you know what? It blows chunks. Or wait…no, that’s my three year old daughter. Today and yesterday. Fever, lethargic and blowing chunks. My kid has the stomach flu (I think, will call Dr. tomorrow to check!)
But really. I swore all my planets were aligning. I wrote 3k on this new (IMO) fantabulous novella Sunday. And I woke up yesterday ready to pull out 3k more. I mean I am on fire for this book. But it didn’t happen yesterday. Life interrupted as they say.
You know, you love your kids, but when you’re a parent there’s never a guaranteed plan. The word ‘routine’ is pretty much just a word. I mean I had to cancel my workout yesterday and today to be with my sick daughter. The two hour nap I’d planned on writing during never happened, she was too restless to sleep. Then finally, when I’m sure she’ll pass out at night, she’s still wide awake, gripping my arm, and wanting to cuddle. Then we move into the barfing round again, and sheet changing and bathing and soon it’s past midnight and my two hour window of guaranteed writing time is gone. I’m exhaused and as I tally my final word count for the day, my stomach sinks. Only just over 1k, that’s 2k I didn’t write.
My lesson learned. Nothing is guaranteed. Take those free moments to write when you can. Run to the gym in that half hour that is wide open even though you’d rather veg out and watch The View. Okay, perhaps this post was complete drivel and more of a rant. But thank you for indulging me and reading about vomit and clingy kids.
I’m sure you all have great, similar stories to share. And if you don’t have kids, feel free to substitute work, pets, relatives….
January 16th, 2007 at 7:25 pm
Sorry about Emma. Hope she’s feeling better.
No, w/ kids your routine is day by day, really. Things change so much and when they’re sick, there’s nothing you can do.
Don’t beat yourself up, you’ll get back on track. And 1000 words is nothing to sneer at - that’s great!!! Better than zero.
January 17th, 2007 at 12:54 am
I can relate! I can relate!
*stands up*
I am a frustrated Mommy wanting to write and then having real life intrude
*sits down*
I hope she feels better honey. I’ll send good thoughts your way.
January 17th, 2007 at 1:02 am
Hope Emma feels better soon!
January 17th, 2007 at 1:40 am
Poor Shelli!
Get well soon, Emma!