The Swing of Things

I'm back and committed, again, to cranking out some kind of blog entry on a daily basis. Some days will be far better than others, but I've got to work myself back into a place where I'm confident about my writing. NOT writing does not build confidence and it sure as heck doesn't help the "practice makes perfect" concept, so here goes.

Some days my husband needs me more than usual. Other days I have a sick kid or a classroom party to help host. Even still there are days when the house is in such upheaval that all I can do it crank up the tunes and get after it. It all depends on the day and that day's needs. My life over the past eight years has been the same way. It started with the purple line jetting across the window of my pregnancy test that rainy June day, my priorities shifted immediately to the alien growing within. From then until Nas was born, Jay was my main focus in life. Then I felt Nas deserved the same constant caregiving in hopes he would be as wonderful a child as Jay.

Nas is now 3 1/2 years old, peeing all over the toilet seat but potty-trained nonetheless and I've got this overwhelming drive that was sucked immediately from me upon discovering Jay's pending arrival. I want to write. I want to study the art of writing, improve my style, my language, my flow, I want to sit and sip coffee with other writers to pick their brains about how I can get to where they are in their journey. I want to go back to school to learn all I can about writing....hahaha, sorry mom, that is the furthest desire from my heart at this point but maybe one day. Or maybe not.

Anyway, where was I? Right. I wanna write, I wanna journal, I wanna blog, I wanna research stories that matter to me and women like me. I'm finally back to ME and of course writing is a huge part of who I am. I'm just so thankful that the urgency to progress from a hobby writer into a professional writer is truly burning inside me. I wake up thinking about writing. I go to bed thinking about writing. Ideas of what I could write about swirl around in my head and I'm always on the look out for great reading material by women, mothers in particular, that I can learn from. I've wanted this since I was eight years old and here I sit 21 years later ready as I'll ever be to make my dream...MY dream a reality for all to see. I just finally feel like it's my time to shine.