I guess today the answer is to blog.
I’ve been spending some time thinking about where I want to go with this. Do I publish whatever it is I write on my little-read/unpaid blog or do I spend time trying to publish my writing for pay? Ultimately, I think the answer is both.
It looks like my last blog post was in March and honestly, I’m shocked to see that I still have people checking in here and there. Wow, hi!
Since then I’ve been, you know, pregnant. That’s a lot of work. I’ve also been a slave to the phenomenon that is youth baseball. We had four boys playing on five different teams this year. It was fun! It was oh so much fun! The only thing I can say to that is I’m eternally grateful it wasn’t four girls dancing in five different dance troupes. I think that would have killed me.
And lest you find yourself wondering why five baseball teams should be a burden, let me assure you there was more. There was also girl’s JV tennis, flute lessons and all of the stuff that comes with the end of the school year–art fairs, very cute preschool plays, field trips, concerts, recitals and mommy guilt. I’m afraid to say I’ve continued to fail at getting 1,000 lap-hours of reading in for my preschoolers. I’ve also asked my big kids to babysit too much.
Basically, I barely had time to think. And I needed to think for many reasons, not the least of which was to figure out where I’m going with this writing thing.
I also barely had time to eat, which means I was subsisting on PB&J and that, it turns out, makes me into a very, very low-energy pregnant woman. When it was finally time for school to get out and about time for me to take my one-hour glucose test I started eating much more sensibly and voila! I had a normal amount of pregnant-lady energy again. I also had a lot less back pain, which I find surprising. I still failed the one-hour glucose test though. I find out tomorrow if I passed the three-hour test. I hesitate to hazard a guess.
Nevertheless, all of that is behind us now. The kids opted out of summer baseball and I opted out of signing them up for any other summer activities. That has left us with six weeks of blessed boredom. So far we’ve managed to fill this boredom with three pool parties (two of our own and one elsewhere), gardening, yard work and long neglected household projects. Each day feels freer when one of those household project suckers gets checked off the list.
Today will apparently be a day for moving bedrooms around in anticipation of the little one’s September arrival. I think I may even begin the job of painting Marie’s new girly bedroom.
The next several weeks of boredom will include a trip to the White Mountains, more painting and decorating newly reconfigured bedrooms, more neglected household projects, lots of summer reading, hopefully lots of writing, some crocheting of the new baby’s crib-blanket-from-Mom, waiting for crayons to go on sale for 20-cents a box at WalMart and getting the back-to-school shopping/scavenging through hand-me-downs under control.
All in all it leaves me wondering how all you people with zero to three children manage to make it through a single day without dying of boredom. Really, how do you DO it?!
At any rate, back to the thinking about writing thing. It seems to me I can both blog and write for profit. Lots of people do it, right? I can at least try. (I say try because it’s not exactly the golden age of writing for profit at the moment right now, is it?)
For the past little bit I’ve been working on getting some fiction going. I took a creative writing workshop a few years ago and I think I was pretty successful. The instructor encouraged me to enter some contests and maybe I’ll do that again. The idea of forging ahead on my own is a little scary though. Finding out what’s buried in my head is a little scary too. It’s always so dark. We’ll see where it goes.
This morning I started working on some personal essays too. That was easier though it’s where I get stuck on the idea of separating professional work from blogging. For now I’m going to give it a try and see how it shakes out. There’s lots from our daily life that can find a home here.
So, here’s to beginning again. We’ll see how long I can keep it going!