Thursday, 21 August 2014

A Busy Weekend

We had fun in the pool!

I have had a busy weekend. We're nearing the end of the week but I'm just recovering from a manic few days. It was Big Prince's 10th birthday on Friday and then my family came over to stay for the weekend.

My sister's Buzz impression
My mum and dad live 90 miles away, near the east coast, which means I don't get to see them often; my brother and his family even less. This weekend they came over and stayed at our house. We had a fabulous time. I talked to my brother and dad about running; my dad used to run daily and even did a few marathons. I played with my niece and nephews (I have just one niece) and I chatted to my sister-in-law about parenting. My sisters came over too (they're the crazy ones of the family). We spent a few hours laughing as my middle sister dressed up as Buzz Lightyear (she's 31) to entertain us.

Wednesday, 20 August 2014

A Writer's Routine

As writers we train ourselves to write every day. Getting words on the page is the most important thing and until we've established a routine everything else should be left alone. It took me a long time to realise that any kind of writing would do, as long as I was writing something.

By pinching a few hours here and there throughout the day I'd get a little writing done but with no routine I found it difficult to get started every day and often found 'the block' came for a visit. I wanted to think of my writing as a real thing so I cleared out our spare room upstairs, got a desk in there and bought a new iMac. I now had an office.

I fell into a new routine; drop kids off at school in the morning, go for a run, shower, coffee and sit in front of the Mac. After a few weeks of this routine words just seemed to flow from me as soon as I loaded Scrivener. It was as if the new routine was a trigger for the words and it all came very easily. Writing every day made me feel great and I really thought I was making progress but there was a looming cloud in the distance. The school holidays.

Stay-At-Home vs Working - How do you do it?

The tranquility of the water, the bright and quiet sky... dreaming comes to mind!

There's only so much of this I can take. The boys are bickering constantly. Punching, pinching, fighting; I’m losing hair. I have done my best to occupy them so far, we’ve been to The Heights of Abraham, Blackpool, swimming (daily) and soft play centres. Big Prince has been to the local High School for a Nerf battle and Little Prince had friends around to play. Not one single day has gone by when we didn’t do something.

So why aren’t they satisfied? The words I have heard most often in these holidays are “I’m bored” or even “I don’t know what to do.” They have boxes of toys, computer games, Lego, craft supplies and a hundred other things but they can’t find anything to do.