Sometimes people ask the question, "So Why Write? You sure have your hands full. How do you even find time to write?" My response to them is this: "How can I NOT?"
My days...and nights...are filled with children and house work. As I go about my day, my brain is filled with chaos: Did I get the bills sent out in time? Do we have all the ingredients I need to make that for dinner? Oh, doesn't Adelyn look like a fairy princess? How long has lil' Rudy been playing on my phone? I need a break. Sometimes I delve into books or a television show. Usually, it has to be something short or something I can pause and finish later. That's why I love writing.
Instead of trying to make sense of the Mom chaos, I get to sort through the strands of stories in my mind. Cinderfella has dominated a lot of my mind lately. But now, I am so excited to write the prequel to Cinderfella and tell the stories in full that I mention in my novel. I also have a couple picture book ideas in my head I would like to work on as well. These many ideas swirl around in my head, and writing lets me focus on one and carry it out until completion. I get to soothe the creativity building up inside me and find satisfaction, watching my characters come to life on the page.
So am I too busy to write? NEVER. Writing brings sanity to the chaos that is the "Writing" Mom.
Why write? How can I NOT?