Have you ever noticed that when you carefully plan out something, you usually end up with one of two normal results?
The first being that everything goes according to plan. Or pretty damn close. And if that was my norm, I wouldn’t be writing this post.
Instead, as par for the course, Life decided that my plans were a joke and threw in a few twists and turns to keep things interesting.
Way back when, I decided I was foolish enough to try to write a book. That was in 2004. I was newly single, had lots of time on my hands and getting use to the solitude. I miss those days in some ways.
A year later, I met the man that would, a few short months later, become my second husband. A year after that, we had a little baby monster…I mean boy, named Collin. It was all downhill from there. Somehow, between working full time, caring for the kiddo and moving from Alaska to Wyoming to Florida to North Dakota to Montana, we ended up in Arizona, Collin is 8 years old and I’m only a chapter further in that manuscript I started way back when. How times flies and all that.
Thankfully, hubby earns enough that I can be a stay-at-home mom. I say thankfully because Collin is going to a charter school that specializes in autistic kids and they don’t offer transportation. I play chauffeur to and from school every day. As well as to speech therapy on Wednesdays and physical therapy on Fridays. Eventually, occupational therapy will be added, eating up another day.
How does all this fit in with writing? No matter how busy or hectic live is, I’m determined to get this damn book out of my head and onto paper. I’m tired of the characters waking me up at night with new ideas for scenes or dialogue. Enough is enough.
Mike (that husband creature), thinks it’s a great idea. To the point that he doesn’t mind me spending money on a writing coach/editor. In fact, deciding to hire her has been THE single best thing to happen to my writing ‘career.’ When I’m stuck and don’t know what the heck comes next, she asks a few simple questions and I’m back on track. Or she points out inconsistencies that I wouldn’t have noticed in a million years.
But the best part is: she motivates me. With honest feedback that is both helpful and encouraging.
I’ve already submitted two chapters to her in the past three weeks and the difference is amazing. I’ve fallen in love with writing all over again. I’d even go so far as to say more in love than before. And, hopefully, I’ll journal the adventure along the way and post updates here. Even the pitfalls. Because, what’s writing without a little drama and action?
In case you are interested in my writing coach or what one can do for you, check out her webpage here. And don’t worry, she didn’t bribe me to write this. I’m just so thankful and tickled at her awesomeness, that I had to share.