Now that all three of my kids are in school, I consider myself working full time. Unfortunately, I’m working from home and for myself, which means that people still have this idea that I’m always available. But, that’s not the case.
Saturday mornings are my quiet mornings. Gregg and Kaylee typically sleep in – they’re the sleepers of the family. The boys don’t really sleep in (5:30 this morning), but once they’re up and I feed them (the only morning of the week I give them cold cereal), I put in a full length feature film for them (Spider-Man 3 this morning), and spend the next 90-120 minutes surfing Pinterest uninterrupted.
Long ago, when my daughter (who is 15) was nearly two-years-old, I started writing. I kept it for a secret for a while. I’d wake up at 4AM and write until 6AM, then would turn my computer off and wake the household for the day. I worked full time, and often went home on my lunch break to catch 30 minutes of writing time.
Even after my (now ex) husband knew that I was writing, I maintained that schedule. I didn’t really write any other time, and I was always alone (or the only one awake in a sleeping house) when I wrote. Writing that way, two hours a day, five days a week, I was able to write 10 books in two years.
Thursday night, I finished Topaz Heat. I read through it, made minor changes here and there, laughed and cried with the book (strangely, since I wrote it) then I sent it off to my beta readers. It’s out of my hands now (for the time being).
In my opinion, it’s the best book I’ve written. Hopefully, that will always be my opinion of my most recent book.