Well, here we are. It's been a year since I started this blog. And I find myself wondering where the time went. I just read over the first couple of entries and realized that when it comes to the writing world, I was pretty naive. I had this strange idea that all I needed to do is was write a book length manuscript and submit it to be published. I didn't really understand the process or how much work it really would be.
I also didn't know how hard it would be to make time for writing in my already hectic every day life. I wasn't planning on having distractions with my kids and being pregnant and buying a house and a hundred other things that came around during the last year.
I didn't know I was capable of writing, and writing well. I didn't know I would make some great friends in the writing community. I didn't know that there was such great information and resources available to the beginning writer.
I had some pretty unrealistic goals about what I should expect of myself. I had that "super" complex. The one where I'm supposed to be "super"-mom, "super"-wife, "super"-housekeeper, "super"-author. Lots of expectations that didn't get fulfilled. Some things I did do really well, though. I I spent a lot of time with my family and taking care of myself while I was pregnant. And we had a beautiful baby girl on last month.
I'm still trying to figure out my life and schedule now that so many things have changed since I first started this journey. The next few days will be filled with figuring out what I'm doing and when I'm doing it. It's going to be hard to pick up things after a long absence. I don't know which of the three projects I've got in the wings should be priority number one. We'll probably play it by ear. What I do know is that I'm happy to be getting back to something that I genuinely love and letting my creative side flourish again.
You'll be hearing from me again soon, so look out world, I'm back!