Where in the world do people find the time to sit peacefully and write?
I have a baby, a husband, school, and a day job. Where the heck do I find the time?
I sneak it. I steal it. I hide it.
I need that time. Some people don't understand why it's so important to me, but they don't write. If you do, you know that the story will drive you insane if you don't get it out.
My husband disc golfs. He is obsessed. Every week he sets aside time from family and work to hit a course. We decided I would take the summer off of school so that I could be home more AND so that I could set aside at least one day a week to work on my writing.
Oh if you don't have the luxury of being a full time writer, you know how wonderful that time is. And if you're a parent on top of that, you'll know that time is the absolute most precious commodity. One day a week to just get it out is miraculous.
But for me, it isn't enough. So I stay up after my daughter goes to bed. I wake up as early as possible to get a little in before she wakes up. In every free moment, I write. And the more I write, the more time I want because I don't want to sacrifice any time with my family but I want to write. It's such a difficult balancing act but I do my best. I do my best, I sacrifice sleep, because I love to write.
So how do you find the time? What do you sacrifice for that time?
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