A Writing Day. (Or, a Writing Couple Of Hours. Same thing, really.)

Today is a writing day for me!

A good ol’ fiction-writing extravaganza day. Today, I do my favorite thing in the world: make stuff up.

w00t for a writing day!

Well. Actually, it’s not really a writing day. It’ s really a writing couple of hours. I’ve set the day aside, and my mother has agreed to watch the baby, but between feedings, packing the computer and the manuscript and the child in the car, travel time, catching up with my mother and lunch, it’s a writing couple of hours, not a writing day.

But that’s fine, because these couple of hours make it possible for me to have several stay-at-home-mom days and freelance writing days without losing my mind. Just knowing that these couple of hours are going to happen at least once a week enables me to spend days vacuuming, and washing diapers without feeling guilt about my work. Guilt is the worst.*

I’m planning to publish a lengthier post about writing with a baby and how I’m trying to make it work. (I’ve been drafting it, during naptimes, for something like three or four weeks. I’m not even kidding.)

But for now, I’m going to work on my fiction. Because I have the time.

*And my mother is the best.

A valid point, Mother.

Oh Mom.

I can hear her now, sitting on my right shoulder, which is where she lives when she’s not standing in front of me:

“Blogging is so selfish. What makes everybody think that other people care about their lives?”

That is a good point. I’ve heard it many, many times. I’ve even heard it come out of my own mouth.

But the fact of the matter is that people do care. They care enough to read, they care enough to put you on an RSS feed, they care enough to comment. Maybe there aren’t a lot of them, but they do care, and if you’re a writer, you have to believe they care, because you want them to read your books, short stories, memiors, smut, poetry, whatever. You need them to care.

And that’s why I’m starting this blog. I’m a writer, and I’ve been asked three times this week for the address of my blog.

Ladies and gentlemen (and Mom), here it is. I truly hope that you care.