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When I should be writing...

...I can usually be found folding laundry, cleaning the bathroom, or rearranging my closet. Other times, when I should be writing, I am at the grocery store, or painting my toenails, or checking out that new show on Netflix. Just for a few minutes, then I'm really going to focus. I'm not going to watch the full episode, just the trailer. Oh, that looks good. OK. I will watch half of an episode, then I am going to get to work. Because this is my writing time. Dammit! Look at the time, I have to go pick up my kid from school to bring him to the dentist. I won't have time to write today. crap.

OK, so I don't write on the typewriter, but the blank page speaks volumes

Not all the time, though. Some days the words come pouring out of me that I wish for more hours in the day. I stop in the middle of the sidewalk to write (into the Notes app on my phone) the perfect sentence. So that I don't forget it. Because, invariably, if I wait until I am somewhere where I can pull out a pen and a paper, or (better still) in front of my laptop, the moment will have passed and the words will be gone. Sure, I'll still remember the basic idea of what I wanted to write, but the exact phrasing will be gone.

There are days when I wake up with a story idea, which is why I keep a notepad beside my bed. And then there are days like today, where my main focus all day has been developing the conflict between my two main characters.

You see, when I'm not doing housework, or (getting paid) editing educational materials, I am writing. Or trying to. Or thinking about it. In the past year, I've written several short stories, and I'm now working on something longer that I hope will (eventually) become a book. I've entered many contests with my stories, and while I have not been successful in even getting an "honourable mention," I am not discouraged from my mission. I wasted too many years telling myself I wasn't good enough to be published, that I refuse to hear that voice anymore. I have been taking writing classes, joined a writing workshop, and (despite my occasional distractions) I have been writing.

I even have a couple short stories that I'm really proud of – one has been recently sent to a publication for consideration. I just have to build up a bit more courage to send the next one out. And the next one, and the next one, etc., etc., until one day, something sticks.