Wednesday, 4 October 2017

Plane Rides and Kind Strangers

October 4, 2017


This will be a quick post. I'm feeling pretty tired, but I haven't done a post in a while. I'm not sure when I'll have Internet again, so I should do one now.

Anthony had his first trip on a plane last week. We flew to Ontario from Saskatchewan. Clint has been in Ontario for work for about a month, and we came up to visit with him, family and friends for a couple of weeks.

As I said, it was his very first time on a flight.

Our day started at 3:30 in the morning. I was REALLY lucky that my mom is the best mom in the world. She stayed a couple of days at my house to hang out with Anthony while I packed, and she drove us to the airport even though it was a ridiculous time for any person. Ever. We made it, and were on the flight, and in the air by 5:30 in the morning. 

I had been really stressed before we left. My sweet little baby is not very good at sitting in one spot for very long. There is too much to see and do, and he can't sit still for three hours. Originally, Clint was going to be with us, and that would have made me less nervous. At least that way, we could pass Anthony back and forth between the two of us. 

Unfortunately, it didn't work out exactly the way we had planned, and it was just Anthony and I.

My next wish was that Anthony would sleep through the entire flight. 

Ha.



He didn't sleep. However, the flight wasn't bad. It actually went flew by. (See what I did there?) Anthony didn't cry very much - mostly at the end when he was EXHAUSTED. His ears didn't appear to bother him. 

We were also sitting next to a delightful older couple. They were on their way to a cruise in the States, and at one point when I shushed Anthony, the woman made sure to say, "It's okay. We have grand kids."

The kindness of strangers. They helped me as much as they possibly could, and I truly believe because of them, we were able to enjoy the flight. Anthony even crawled into both of their arms at certain points of the flight. 


I was lucky to be seated next to such caring people, and with the tragedies taking over the world, I'm glad that Anthony and I get to see the great in people. I know we will continue to meet people like this, and strive to be people like that.

The entire flight went well. The man across from me, who I honestly thought might not enjoy having a squirmy toddler close to him, was awesome. He ended up showing Anthony photos of his dogs on his phone at the end of the flight. It made my kiddo so happy.

Anthony fell asleep as we landed. It was great timing. The woman next to me held him as I got out my carry on. Getting off the plane wasn't easy, but my stroller was waiting for us, and all was right in the world.


And of course, my sleepy baby got to see his daddy (after he woke up) at the end of our journey. He was very happy. He was just waking up in the photo below.

 We are now half way through our Ontario adventure, and loving spending time with Anthony's aunts, uncles, and cousins (and soon to be with his Grandma and Grandpa). He doesn't get to see them much, and I love watching him get to know them.

I head home next week, and I'm really hoping we have a great plane ride back. It's in the evening instead of morning, so maybe he will sleep through the trip.

Ha!

Okay, happy Wednesday. I'll be back to regular blogging in a week and a bit.



“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”

― Jane Yolen

"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.


Also, check out my ongoing book blog:  Proud Bookworm at: http://bookserinread.blogspot.ca/ 

I occasionally do guest Mom posts for a local Mommy Connections blog. Check them out, and others here:
 http://www.mommyconnections.ca/saskatoon/category/mommy-connections-news/

Blogs I used to write on but not being updated:
and

Sunday, 17 September 2017

100 Days of Writing

Sept 17, 2017

This is my 100th day in a row of writing. I did it. I know for a fact, that I haven't formed a habit (even though that was my plan) so the only thing I've formed is the resolve to write. I know if I don't write, I'll let myself down. I still have to hold myself accountable. Even if I've already done 100 days in a row, I still have so much more to do.

Next up - 200 days.

It was hard to do. I love writing, but I didn't want to do it every night. I spend A LOT of time with Anthony. It takes a lot of energy to be with a 16 month old all day. Some nights, I had to force myself to write. Those were the nights I only did small bits of writing. 

In fact, it's after 10 p.m. right now, and I'm only just starting. 

Awkward thumbs up. Awkward selfie. It's okay. Awkward suits me. 

I had a lot of plans for my 100th day. It was going to be filled with writing. I was going to do this post. I was going to do a prompt and my happy thought (which I'll still be doing), and I was planning to do a whole bunch of editing. That's probably not going to happen now.

My kiddo wouldn't sleep. He had a fun day at a Pumpkin Festival (anybody in the Saskatoon area should definitely check out Black Fox. They've got great festivals.) He had a late nap which meant he was not ready to go to bed when I wanted him to go to bed. 

That's my life. I wouldn't trade it for anything, but it means Erin's Writing Life starts later. I've said this before, but possibly not in this blog. I did not realise how hard it would be to write when Clint was gone. It's a lot harder to get as much writing as I'd like. Part of that is raising a kid that never slows down, and part of it is making myself do more.

I find it interesting that after writing 100 days in a row, I am not as proud as myself as I think I should be. Instead, the only thing that seems to be going through my mind is: "You can do better."

It's not fair that I can't just be happy for my accomplishment, but maybe it's good that I'm holding myself more accountable than ever before. Possibly, if I had been holding myself accountable before this, I'd have a novel published. 

I've never been good at quitting, but I have been good at letting myself do less than I could. If I don't push myself to be the best person and the best writer that I can be, who will? I can't ask that of anybody else. It's up to me. I HAVE to push myself, and I have to keep reminding myself that I can do better.



I wrote every day. Usually it was a happy thought, and a prompt. 


Other days it would be a blog post. Very few days it was a journal entry (that secret book for nobody but me). For the past three weeks, it's been editing my novel. I know this isn't exactly writing, but it's a writing process. It's the MOST important part of my goal. I've started off slowly, but I need to be more consistent in my editing. I need to do five pages a day. No less than that. I started at one, and haven't worked up to five yet. That's actually a little embarrassing. 

I guess, I think all the other writing isn't as important. So even though I'm proud of myself for writing every day, I would be more proud if I was accomplishing more with my novel. I love my novel. I want to make it better. I want to love it more. That's never going to happen if I don't push harder every day. 

These past three weeks, I've given myself the chance to reintroduce myself to the characters I gave life. It's been wonderful. I missed them. I feel terrible that they've been neglected for about three years. 

I let life get in the way of writing at a time when life didn't have to get in the way. If I've learned anything from my 100 Days of Writing, it's that I have to write. Following my dreams means nothing if I'm not writing. It means nothing if I'm not trying. 

If I don't ever reach my dream goals, at least I can say I fought like hell to get my writing out there. 

If I can't say that, I have nothing.

So here's to fighting like hell. I'm going to continue. I'll still be trying to do one post a week. And I'll still be doing everything I did in the past 100 days. But more. And better. 

If nothing else, the 100 days has motivated me. I'd say that's a pretty good reward.

Happy Sunday. Momming and Writing will continue during the week just as it has during the weekend.
This is what we did before writing. Hay and pumpkins. The best day.

Followed by night time writing. Pretty great day.




“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”


― Jane Yolen





"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.


Also, check out my ongoing book blog:  Proud Bookworm at: http://bookserinread.blogspot.ca/ 

I occasionally do guest Mom posts for a local Mommy Connections blog. Check them out, and others here:
 http://www.mommyconnections.ca/saskatoon/category/mommy-connections-news/

Blogs I used to write on but not being updated:
and

Sunday, 10 September 2017

Mom-Cation Time

September 10, 2017

I'm writing this blog post from a hotel room. A hotel room in my own city. I'm having a Mom-cation.


Anthony enjoying my king sized bed before he and my mom left.


I've been a mom for ALMOST 16 months. This is my first time away from my baby. 

My mom asked me what I wanted for my birthday. This is what I wanted. A night away. It's definitely time.  I love my kid, but I think for my sanity, this was very important.


All Alone!


Since Clint is away for work with the dog, my mom is in the city taking care of my baby while I hang out on my own for the night.

I came here planning to write. I will write, but before that I took a REALLY long shower, I danced around in my underwear (which I can do at home, but still took advantage of), and I did my nails. 

The room deal also came with a bottle of wine. Which is basically all I need.

I am writing now. I'm starting with a blog post, and then my journal writings (happy thoughts, prompt, actual journal). I'm also planning to set my new goals for next week, and (of course) edit my novel. I don't usually have time for such lofty goals at home, but I'm going all out tonight. 

Mom and Anthony drove me to the hotel. On the way here, my stomach was in knots. It's silly, but I didn't know if I would be okay away from Anthony for the night.


Who would want to leave this guy?


That was at 3. It's 8 now, and I'm good. I needed the self care. I haven't done as much writing as I planned, but that's fine. This time is me time, and I'm not going to stress myself out.

That being said, every time I text Clint, he asks me if I'm writing. He's good with the reminders. He's holding me accountable, and reminding me I need to actively follow my dream. I'm writing now, and will continue until I have to sleep. I'm ready to sleep now though.

My writing hasn't gone as well as I hoped this week. I wrote everyday, as planned, but I didn't edit as much as I had hoped. I underestimated how hard it would be after Clint left.

When he was home, we took turns putting Anthony to bed. Clint also got up with Anthony in the morning when I needed an extra sleep in. Now, I'm doing it all alone while Clint works (he has the hardest part - being away from us.) It's tough. By the time I get Anthony to sleep, and clean the kitchen (and whatever else has been ignored during the day), I'm exhausted. Writing is easy for me. It helps me. But it's hard to make myself do it. Sometimes I just want to get into bed, have a glass of wine, and watch Netflix.

I have now written 93 days in a row. This week, I wanted to edit five pages of my novel a day. That's not a lot, but I didn't get that much done. I made sure to get AT LEAST one page a day. I refuse to feel guilty. All I need to feel is the urge to do better the next week. And I will. (Or I'll try.)

I don't have a lot to say right now. I'm just here, in a hotel room, all by myself. I'm planning to get a wonderful sleep, and a wonderful sleep in, and I'm planning to write. (Write more than this post.)

I'm staying here until check out tomorrow, so maybe I'll even get a bit of extra writing done in the morning. (Although, I'm planning another EXTRA long shower in the morning.)

This is my life now. Excitement over being alone. So strange. I've said before that being a Mom is a lonely job. It's strange that I enjoy being alone as well. I should want to be out living it up with my friends. (That sounds exhausting.) 

I don't feel lonely tonight, but I'm going to be really happy to wake up tomorrow knowing that I'll be spending my birthday with my son. I don't need much more than that.

Happy Sunday all! 





(The photos are tonight's plans. Reading,writing, eating, and wine.)

“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”


― Jane Yolen





"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.


Also, check out my ongoing book blog:  Proud Bookworm at: http://bookserinread.blogspot.ca/ 

I occasionally do guest Mom posts for a local Mommy Connections blog. Check them out, and others here:
 http://www.mommyconnections.ca/saskatoon/category/mommy-connections-news/

Blogs I used to write on but not being updated:
and

Friday, 1 September 2017

Mommy Update

September 1, 2017


Last week, I did a writing post. This week, I'll do a Mom post.

My partner has driven off to Ontario. He took our dog as well. He's going to work there until I meet up with him at the end of the month, and then HOPEFULLY he'll be coming home. (I'll be flying, and he'll be driving).

Hugging Drogo goodbye.

I'm used to him leaving. Although, we've been lucky enough to spend the summer together so it's still hard. Anthony is now at the age where he loves spending time with his Daddy (as do I), and it was sad to see them say goodbye.

I'm not used to being away from Drogo. When C is gone, I still have Drogo sharing my bed. He's always underfoot in the most loving way possible. He's always there for a snuggle.

Not to mention Anthony LOVES him. The dog doesn't love Anthony. He may like the break. 

Long story short, I'm already missing him like crazy. I should be happy to not have a 100 pound dog sharing my bed, but I miss him. I miss my huge love bug. 

So basically, I'm solo parenting it for a month. Not a single parent (thank goodness, I would not be able to handle the stress), but solo parenting. I've done it before, but it's always hard after a good amount of time with him.

Which brings me to my original topic. I had planned to write this a while ago, but of course, I did not get to it. 

The reason I am able to handle solo parenting for a month is because I am lucky enough to have a wonderful Mom crew. 

It's also easier now because I've learned to ask for help when I need it. Actually, I don't know if that's true. I'm still no good at asking for help, but if I'm desperate, I know I've got support.

A few weeks ago, I shared a post on FB and Instagram about how lonely it is to be a Mom, and why we need to find help, and make sure to reach out to friends.

I posted it next to a photo of me in front of a Social Mom bus. Here is what I said:

"I probably should write a blog post about this because I have a lot to say (shocking, no?) Too late.
I went to see what this is all about today. I met some Saskatoon moms, and the Social Mom crew talked about about why they started it. (I'll explain in my own words.)
Reason number one is loneliness. It's so strange to think that being a Mom is a lonely job, but many times it is. Mom friends REALLY help. 
My first month was tough as hell. I was momming it on my own after Clint went back to work, and I didn't ask for help as much as I should have. I didn't know many other moms around. I'd say feeling lonely, with a bit of anxiety, and not being able to ask for help were the hardest part of being a new mom. I thought I should be able to do it alone.
I met my first Mom friend when our babes were both a month old. We met through FB, and met up in person. It was lovely to talk to somebody who was in the same place at the same time. It helped.
Since then, I've been lucky enough to find myself a great mom crew. From momma's who have been momma's for a while, to people I have known all my life, to people I would never have met if not for my pregnancy/baby.
If you're a new mom, and feeling lost, or pregnant and worried there are so MANY options!
I met a great friend through Fitbump when we were both pregnant. Now we have playdates when we can. Our babies are about 12 hours apart in age. Fitbump is a place for exercise, but also a place you can meet people and talk. Real talk. Not everything is wonderful talk. Real, non judgemental talk. I went for prenatal classes, mom and baby classes, and am doing boot camp with daycare now.
Mommy Connections is another great option. You meet tons of other moms as well as learn about all the mom activities Saskatoon has to offer. (There are many.)
I could go on and on. It helps getting out of the house when you're feeling down (or mom-sausted). 

The library has programs for kids too. (Free). A mom crew is key!
And of course, there is the Mom app social that I went to today. I checked out the app. It kind of felt like Plenty of Fish (dating app) for Moms. Lol. But it also has places to talk and respond to everyone.
While there I was interviewed by CBC radio, so tune in tomorrow at 7:40. Although to me, it sounded like stuttering blah blah blah. For somebody who went to broadcasting school, and worked in radio, I've really forgotten how to speak.
I may end up writing a blog post about this anyway, so if you have any mom suggestions let me know.
Mom rant done. (But is it?)"


Basically, if you can find yourself a Mom crew, you should! It helps to have people to talk to. It helps to have people to understand.

Lately, I've come to realise, it also helps Anthony. We started Bootcamp Fitbump classes. Anthony is with the babies for an hour while his mom sweats a lot. Although, he is with me most of the time, he hasn't had trouble at all in the childcare. It's only an hour, but he's busy doing his own thing or playing with the other babies. I think having him near other kids (almost from birth) has helped him a lot. 

He's getting to the age now where he has a blast with other babies. It's good because I have a blast with the Moms. 

I'm happy I have people in my life I can call friends, and I know are around (and they know I am as well). I hope he grows up with the same friends, and with gratitude for having them. 

I was hoping to do some research to talk about more Mom and Baby opportunities in Saskatoon. There are quite a few Mom and Baby exercise and yoga classes. There are music classes. There are library programs. It's never ending if you look. Mommy Connections helps you find them.

This is us with our grateful faces. Lucky to have the friends we do.


That's it for now. Thanks for reading.

“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”


― Jane Yolen





"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.


Also, check out my ongoing book blog:  Proud Bookworm at: http://bookserinread.blogspot.ca/ 

I occasionally do guest Mom posts for a local Mommy Connections blog. Check them out, and others here:
 http://www.mommyconnections.ca/saskatoon/category/mommy-connections-news/

Blogs I used to write on but not being updated:
and

Tuesday, 22 August 2017

75 Days of Writing

August 22, 2017

It's been a while. No excuses. Just a cute little toddler that takes up my day. I haven't posted on my blog in my downtime. Sometimes Netflix steals me away. I should know better, but I apparently don't. 

Even though I have not been posting on this blog, I have been writing. I don't always write a lot, but I've been writing every day. The last time I posted in June (My Last Post), I had written 3 days in a row. I decided to make myself accountable by posting and using the hashtag #erinswritinglife on Instagram every time I write. I have now written 75 days in a row. I think I'm the only one who is excited about it, but that's okay. It's for me. 

I've been trying to get myself into the habit of writing everyday before I start editing my novel. I read somewhere that it takes 100 days to form a habit, but I don't want to wait 100 days to start editing. 

I've mostly been doing prompts from my prompt book, and writing a sentence about my day every night. I've done a few posts for the Mommy Connections Saskatoon blog. The link is below. I also participated in Camp NanoWrimo. I was able to write 10,500 words in July. It's not as much as I'd like, but it's a start. It's a start! 

I heard a song on the radio the other day, and I liked it so much that I bought the CD. This never happens. Something about the song inspires me to write. It not only inspires me to write, it inspires me to get back to editing my novel. The song has nothing to do with my writing or my life, but something about it motivated me to get back to my book. 


Basically it reminded me that life moves quick, and I should follow my dreams now. He wrote his stories and was singing them by 20. I don't plan to sing mine, but I wouldn't mind them being read by strangers. Either way, any song that motivates me is a song I need in my life.

My goal right now is to be published by the time I'm 40. If that doesn't happen, I'll change my goals, but I need to make a plan for my present. I WILL be published, and the sooner I publish my first novel, the sooner I can get started on my second.

The only way to reach this goal is to do daily goals. I already had the goal to write everyday (hashtag writeeveryday), but I need to get more specific, and I need to work on a variety of writing goals.

Here is my plan for this week:


Excuse the terrible writing (printing). That's why I type things out. Basically, I want to start with editing one page a day. That's nothing. But it's something, and I'm doing it. Next week, I'll have moved on to three pages a day, by the end of the week. Easy goals, but if I follow it, I'll be done another round of editing. 

I'm also planning to do a blog post once a week. No more than that. 

And of course, I will read everyday. Reading is the ultimate inspiration. 

This post is only about my writing, but just a glimpse of what happens when I try to write during the hours Anthony is awake:



Also, as I write this: he's crying. Clint put him into bed, but he's fighting it like crazy. So I'm going to wrap up what may be the most boring post ever, and go try to help get him to sleep.

I should be back next week as long as I follow my schedule. I'll probably do a Momma post next week.

Happy Tuesday! 

“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”


― Jane Yolen





"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.


Also, check out my ongoing book blog:  Proud Bookworm at: http://bookserinread.blogspot.ca/ 

I occasionally do guest Mom posts for a local Mommy Connections blog. Check them out, and others here:
 http://www.mommyconnections.ca/saskatoon/category/mommy-connections-news/

Blogs I used to write on but not being updated:
and

Friday, 9 June 2017

My Writing Life (again)

June 9, 2017


I've been writing every day -for the past three days. It's not a lot, but it's a start. I'm starting my own sort of challenge. I post when I've written on Instagram. I know it's not needed, but it helps keep myself accountable. Today will be day four.

So far, I've been writing in a journal full of prompts. 642 to be exact. ('642 Things to Write About') I'm trying to do one prompt a day, as well as any other writing I make myself do. So far it's just been the prompts.

My Instagram name is erinswritinglife. Which means the past three days, I'm ACTUALLY posting about writing - just like the name implies. Pretty great. I also post a lot of photos of my baby and my dog, but I need to get back into the writing role. I'm doing it one prompt at a time.

This will be a short post, but I need to post. I need to still be here. 

My writing goals are simple: write every night. First with the prompts, then with the blog posts, and next editing and re-writing parts of my novel. (And then, of course, sending it in to publishers.)

I'm also reading every day. I don't have a set time to read, I just do it. I am trying to read all my unread books at home before buying or starting new ones. I'm doing better than usual at this, but still end up starting newer ones.

I was planning to write a completely different post today that I've already started, but my brain is kind of fried.

Why?

Morning: 

Afternoon: 

Evening: 

My handsome little man cried a lot today. Teeth, sleepy, grumpy, needs hugs, temper tantrums, falls while doing some silly death defying no fear baby move... You name it, he cried about it. So I made him happy, and even through the grumps, I got my baby cuddles before he went to bed. We've also been able to figure out bedtime without the sleep training or cry it out. We've gone from having to rock him to sleep before he'd go to his crib to falling asleep on his own after I set him in with little to no fuss. It's wonderful.

So a long day of the grumps did end on a happy not. I also got some laughs in between the many tears. (None of the tears were mine!)

I'll be posting here more often. (I've said this before). I just have to have more of a plan. I have about two dozen already started posts from months (and years) past. I should probably work on those. (I just found my new writing goal.) I'll also finish the one I started at the end of May, but never finished. That's the one I was going to work on tonight. 

Here's to writing. Also, here's to being a writing Momma, and actually following through (but not necessarily writing about being a Mom.) Those will come though. 

Before I go, this is the journal prompt book I've been using, as well as my new 'The Happiness Project' journal. Both done daily. 

I'll be back soon. 



“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”


― Jane Yolen





"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


©ErinLeahMcCrea All photos I share on my blogs are my own, please Ask Me For Permission Before Using Them.


Also, check out my ongoing book blog:  Proud Bookworm at: http://bookserinread.blogspot.ca/ 

I occasionally do guest Mom posts for a local Mommy Connections blog. Check them out, and others here:
 http://www.mommyconnections.ca/saskatoon/category/mommy-connections-news/

Blogs I used to write on but not being updated:
and

Tuesday, 11 April 2017

Stay At Home Writing Mom

April 11, 2017

I'm a little behind. I was going to have this written and posted yesterday, but I was working on a Guest Post for the Mommy Connections page. I didn't finish it last night either, but I have now.

I recently reconnected with a friend. The last time we were actual friends was in grade 9 or 10. It's been a while. 

She was over visiting with her boyfriend, and said to me, "I should have known you'd be a writer because of how much you loved writing when you were younger." (20 plus years ago).

My first thought, and something I stopped myself from saying was, "I'm not a writer, yet."

Sometimes, I feel like I have to be published to be a writer. I think my writing doesn't count. 

I know better than this. I know I'm a writer. I'm not talking blog posts as much as writing stories. Even when I'm not writing, I'm still a writer. (Although a practicing writer is what I strive to be, published or not). 

I was a writer 20 years ago, I just didn't have the confidence to say it.

It took me a long time to admit I was a writer. It took me a long time to get back to writing with enough passion that I knew I was a writer. It makes me sad to think that even for a moment, I didn't consider myself a writer.

How do I fix this thought that I'm not yet a writer? I guess I write. Every night. Every moment I can. (When I'm not being a Momma or working on other projects.)

I was planning to write about the Writer's Workshop I went to a couple of weeks ago.

I will, but first a little about my new writing space.

I've had trouble lately getting to my desk and writing. In fact, my desk had a pile of things on it that made it impossible to write. I was using it as a crap holder. It was downstairs in the spare room next to Clint's desk. I thought writing next to him would be good. It's helped me in the past.

Instead, for the most part, I wrote in my bedroom. Which is fine, but my laptop NEEDED a desk. It looks better on a desk. It likes being on a desk better.

I also needed to find a way to include both my writing and my baby. I needed to figure out how to be a Mom writer (but not necessarily always writing about the baby.)

I was in the middle of organising the disaster I like to call his play room. (Three days ago, it was a play room, as well as the place we put things that have no home - the crap holder room, not to be confused with the crap holder desk.) 

I wanted it JUST to be a play room, and had it all done and wonderful when I had a brilliant thought. I can move my desk into his play area. I can write while he plays. (Which will only works half the time because I still want to play with him.) I can write when he's down for the night and taking naps as well - his room is next door.

So far, I LOVE it.






I'm really loving it so far. Today I started a photo project while he was playing. I haven't tried writing yet while he's awake, but have used my desk more in these two days than I had in ten plus months.

Also, it's keeping me off Netflix. I needed to slow down on the Netflix watching. My brain was mush.

Now to talk about my Writer's Workshop.

I signed up for a Writer's Workshop, called Writerlicious. I've never done a Workshop quite like this. I think other than university, I've done one workshop. 

I plan to do a lot more.

The guest writer was Alice Kuipers. I've read some of her books. (YA and I have a kid's book she wrote for Anthony.) I was excited to see her speak.

The whole thing was very motivating. I learned a lot, and I really found it useful. I wasn't sure what I'd get out of it, and I was happy about every new step I discovered to improve my writing.

We had a chance to mingle after the workshop. That part was good for me because I don't actually spend a lot of time discussing writing with other writers. I sat with three other women about my age (I think). We discussed the possibility of a writer's group. I'm really excited about that.

Long story short, it was good that I went. Even though, leaving Anthony is always really hard, this was something important. I left the workshop feeling ready to write. Although I haven't quite started (again) yet, I really know I will. 

I'm going to continue to be a writer. I'm going to keep writing and I'm going to keep getting better. I hope to be published. Motivation is a pretty great thing.

They served wine at the event... Writing and Wine? My favourite W's.

It also helped me with my final decision not to go back to work. If I was working, I don't think I'd make the time to write. I'd be too busy spending every moment with Anthony, and feeling guilty about every moment not spent with him. Also, I think writing commercials didn't always help my love for writing at home.

This is going to work. Motivated and confident today. 

(I think the new writing/play space was the best thing for me.)

Thanks for reading! 

One more thing, this quote pretty much says it all: 

“Exercise the writing muscle every day, even if it is only a letter, notes, a title list, a character sketch, a journal entry. Writers are like dancers, like athletes. Without that exercise, the muscles seize up.”


― Jane Yolen





"Write it on your heart that every day is the best day in the year."
Ralph Waldo Emerson


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