I work, I write, I have a small child. How do I do it all? It’s all about balance, synergy, internal space. This, my friends, is how it’s done:
1. Wake up late, every.single.morning and run around like your hair is on fire, trying to get out the door on time. Spend a moment wondering about ways to alter the time-space continuum.
2. You or your spouse, deliver the child to pre-school. Make sure to forget something important. I change it up, sometimes it’s the tuition check, sometimes it’s socks. This develops character.
3. Traffic. Marvel at how much you have just hurried, only to find yourself sitting completely still. This is where you find your Zen. For me, true meditation comes with panicked staring at the clock and swearing at the a** who just drove up the shoulder to cut in front of me because he is the King of America, and traffic laws don’t apply to him. Between expletives, work on your plot. Take note of the King of America’s features, project ugly characteristics on him (this should be easy). Surely he can be tortured in your WIP.
4. Arrive to work late. Apologize, feel guilt, vow to yourself tomorrow will go more smoothly.
5. Work distractedly. I find it helpful to shift between actual productivity, story plotting and crushing self-doubt.
6. Lunch. This is one of the times when I actually write. I choke down my microwaved lunch, typing feverishly while the story is flowing. When it’s not, I move commas around and reword passages over and over.
7-9. More work, more traffic, then JackPot: Back to the daycare to pick up the child. Big squeezy hugs make everything worth it.
10. Apparently, children need to eat several times a day. After work, but before bed is one of those times. You may need to use your magic decoder ring to find out what foods your child is currently eating. Mine eats three things. Not the same three things every week or even every day.
11. Family Time! All homework, housework, play, cuddling, parental interaction occurs now. Yeah. My house is a mess.
12. Bedtime. After a bath and stories, and much later than is a good idea, tuck the kiddo in bed.
13. This is where the magic happens. Or where obsession and the characters take over. Write too long into the night. Then collapse.
14. Morning. Oops. Overslept again.
I wrote two books this way. Bright Aster, Part one of a New Adult/Magical Realism Series. And Pieces of the Sun, Part II. Due out this summer. It has been an exhausting, messy, completely-unbalanced ride. And I’m going to keep going on, because I love it.
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