There I was, catching up on all my favorite blogs, balancing the check book and thinking about just how I want to go about tackling Losing Hope when I saw it.
A post on Facebook from a good writer friend who said he was jealous of all of us who get to stay home and write full time.
What followed that post was a detailed description of other writer friend's daily schedules. I read them in awe. These are all talented writers who work forty to sixty hours a week at something besides writing. Afterwards, they come home, take care of their families and THEN sit down and write amazing novels. It's awe-inspiring. And a little embarassing, since I've spent a large portion of the last twelve weeks whining to my husband about how I don't have enough time to write with the kids home for the summer.
It's kind of like the pep talks I give to Child #1 when she asks for something in a way that strikes me as self-centered or overly-privileged. "Look around you and take note of all the wonderful things in your life. Don't think so much about yourself. Think about other people and what you can do to make the world around you a better place. Be kind, be empathatic and for heaven's sake stop complaining and be grateful you have food on the table and place to rest your head at night missy because there are plenty of children..." Okay you get the picture!
It's good advice. I'm going to take it for myself. As for making the world a better place, I'm a firm believer in stories. I think I'll start by reading more books written by my writer friends and spend less time complaining about how I don't have enough time to write.
The first writer friend book coming my way is Dean Lappi's, Black Numbers. Seriously, I can't wait to read it and one of the Sista' Wives has already laid claim to it as soon as I'm done. You've got a book you want me to read? Leave the title here, keeping in mind that I'm print biased but otherwise a reading omnivore. Can't wait to do my little part to make the world a better place by supporting the creation of stories.