Wednesday, 31 July 2013
I went into the contest nervous. The last time I spent hours honing that 100 words and got a request for a synopsis. Sadly, it didn't go any further than that. This time I didn't spend nearly as much time on my pitch (with everything else I have going on), so I didn't expect much. I figured I'd go in paste my pitch get told no thanks and leave.
This time was very different. This time I pitched to Allison Lyons and she asked me loads of questions. And I made an ass of myself. She asked me what Intrigue authors I read and although I meant BJ Daniels, I said BJ Thomas. As in the singer from the 70's. I was nervous. ;-)
She asked for a partial! I am delighted with that, but I'm no where near ready. I have the chapters written, but I need to polish them (they are very rough) and I haven't even started the synopsis. I hate writing synopses.
So here I am, sat at summer camp trying to keep a six year old and a seven year old from killing each other (they are NOT getting along) and all I really want to do is write. I can not wait until 9pm. Then my last 14 hour day-- for this week at least-- will be over. I am going to try to sneak in a little writing time in a minute.
Tuesday, 30 July 2013
It would have been fine if we hadn't had a torrential rainfall which burst a seal on a drainage pipe and flooded reception. The same reception that has only been carpeted a little over a week and has only been open exactly a week. One minute we are doing paperwork, the next we realize we are sitting in our very own lake. Now see, if we had known we could have added swimming and canoeing to our list of daily activities.
So between camp and our regular practices, I worked 14 hours today-- all the while looking after my kids (no easy feat, I tell ya). Then I came home and wrote and article. I do feel very accomplished.
But, now I need to head off to bed. Six am comes really early when you have to get two kids ready and out of the house by seven. And I have twice as much on my to-do list for tomorrow. Night all!
Friday, 26 July 2013
Well, it's day two of summer vacation and I've already had my first melt-down. That didn't take long did it? All it took was a mid-day trip to ASDA with both kids in tow.
But never mind that. The little one is napping (second nap today, but she was up ALL night), the bigger one is playing, and I think its time for a nap myself. After all, it's a long time until bed time. So where is the fun for Friday? I have no idea. I'll have a look later. Until then, I'm going to take advantage of the quiet. It will probably only last another 5 minutes ;-)
Friday, 19 July 2013
Thank. God. It. Is. Friday.
No, seriously, I could not take any more days in this week. I'll be lucky to make it to Sunday anyway.
Tomorrow, I have to get up at 5am to ride a coach for 2 hours for a cheerleading competition. I am not looking forward to it. So in preparation we have had loads of extra practices. Except for last night. Last night we were supposed to teach a workshop for girl guides, but instead we spent the night sweeping out the gym. It flooded.
Yeah. Mats floating, electrics submerged. It sucked. Luckily it didn't damage the carpet... Since the guy who was supposed to install it stood me up Wednesday. Or the furniture which was delivered today (and was supposed to go in reception, but it never got carpeted). Yeah.
Then today I left early to take Bug to her first photo shoot. Over an hour away in North Wales on a beach. Only to discover that she hates heat and sand. And we were in both for five hours. At least twice today I have wanted to sit down and cry.
Never have I needed my bed more than I do right now.
Wednesday, 17 July 2013
I have to coach tonight, so once I pick Hunter up at school, I won't have any 'free time' (what the hell is that anyway?) for writing until after 11pm. I don't think I'll have much energy to write or do anything else, really, so I'm going to try to shove some in now. In between lunch and laundry, of course. My little Miss is playing nicely with her Disney Princess castle in her room. I think. I mean, she is awfully quiet so she may have baby powdered her room again, but who cares-- I'm going to get some work done.
Yesterday I came up with a plan to complete 4 of my WIPs in next year-- August to August. There isn't a chance I can do much before August with everything else going on. Really I could do with starting in Septemeber after Hunter has gone back to school, but my birthday is September 10th and I really hoped to be finished with this self-imposed challenge before then. I'm also starting slow with my articles again. I am aiming to do 5 a week for the first few months then up to 10 (where I was before) and maybe even 15 (which I was able to do some weeks). This will help get me out of university debt and keep my bills paid on time which will make life a little less stressful. Now I just have to really do my best to make it work. I may need to stock up on coffee and chocolate!
Anyway, I've got to run. I want to squeeze in an article before I leave to pick up my monster. That way I can do some plotting in the car while I wait for him to get out. Happy writing, everyone!
Monday, 15 July 2013
At Easter we moved out of a house which, as it turns out had been poisoning us for at least a year (gas leak, no wonder we spent so much time ill and in hospital in the winter). That was obviously a good thing, even though it was rather stressful. So we have a new house which we love, but it wasn't the only move I made recently.
After a ridiculously successful enrollment event for my cheerleading program, we continued to sign up new kids week after week until we outgrew our 640 square feet (because we trained 60 kids at a time during the hour-long overlap of two teams-- it was chaos!) and we moved into our own 3,921 square foot gym. It is amazing, but continues to stress me out daily. So my volunteer gig has become a full-blown business, unfortunately, the costs of the gym mean it is still volunteer for now.
So, I'm still at the hospital, and I do love it, but the travel and extra work at home with the kids is really starting to wear me down. In spite of my best efforts, I still haven't been able to claim much more time with my kids. I'm not giving up, though. I have a plan to cut my coaching hours in half on Sundays starting next month, so that's a start. In the meantime, I am going to sacrifice whatever I have to to spend more time with Hunter and Scarlett after school.
And my school? I am pleased to say that I have finally finished my degree-- I'm nowhere near finished paying for it, but at least I have no more essays to write. Let's just keep our fingers crossed that I passed my last course, okay?
As far as writing is concerned, I'm barely doing any. I write maybe one article every week or two and the most I've done on fiction lately is a 100 word blurb for a competition that is coming up soon. I have noticed it. The feeling of not being complete that I get when I don't have time to write. I feel it every day. If fact, as much as I love cheerleading and the gym, I'd give it all up tomorrow if I could just move home to the beach and write in my spare time. You see, if I gave it all up, I would have spare time. Maybe, eventually, writing could become my full-time gig!
So, it is safe to say that the plan I so painstakingly detailed in my last post didn't really come to be. Of course, it was a 10-step plan. Seriously, what the hell was I thinking?
It's time for a new plan. From here on out I am going to take things one day at a time. I need more time for the kids and myself. I still feel lost and that's probably because I am still trying my hardest to keep a million balls in the air at once. So it's time to drop a few.
I need to be more realistic about setting goals for myself. For example, I need to make small, gradual changes-- not give myself a list of 10 things to try to accomplish. I'm going to start by trying to get more sleep. This may be the hardest goal to achieve since my sleep is constantly interrupted by Scarlett in the night.
Once I start to wake up more rested, I am going to slowly inch my alarm earlier and earlier. I need to go back to doing morning yoga. Eventually, I want to squeeze an hour's worth of writing into my morning, before the kids wake up. But that's going to take a while. So here I go again. I have to at least try, you know.
Now... it's almost my bedtime. Night all!