I have to admit, I’ve gotten used to my quiet mornings. The kids have a long weekend off from school, and 2 hours in, trying to write with constant banging on the wall, I realize how important those three hours in the morning everyday are. I should give up and call it a day, but I have a book I’m writing and zombies are currently knocking down the doors. Kinda interested to see how it turns out.
That is the hardest part about “Working” from home. Although since I don’t get paid, and I do it on my own time, it sorta is a hobby. A very time consuming hobby. But I’m glad I get a chance to try it out.
This is the year of new things for me. I’ve decided if I have the opportunity, I am going to do those things I haven’t done, because I was too scared. The past couple of weeks have been stellar, I gave a sermon at church, started training for my first marathon, actually called the doctor to find out what that pain in my foot is, and started a zombie romance story.
Yes, you heard me right, I’ve always wanted to write a romance story that takes place during the zombie apocalypse. We all have dreams, let me have mine.
Trying new things is one of those
lectures suggestions I give my kids. Try something new, you never know how you are someone else will benefit. Time to take my own advice. So far trying new things has worked out well for me. Except my birthday, I’m pretty sure my sister has a video out there of how that experiment didn’t go so well. But I keep trying new things, and learn to handle the results with grace.
So I guess my high point of this week would be starting that zombie story, I ‘ve had for a while. When I was young I always wanted to be a romance writer along the lines of Kathleen Turner in Romancing the Stone. I guess I didn’t realize nuclear physicist might be more impressive. But, its my dream, so I’m sticking to it.
My low point would be when I try new things, not being able to handle the emotions that come with it. After I gave my sermon Sunday night, I may have hidden under a blanket for a few hours. Baby steps.
Who knows what next week will bring?