How do you find the time to write in your busy day?
It’s called getting away from the house and children when I can. I hide in the library. Yes. I still have my cell phone. But I’m away from all the other things that call to me at home; phone calls from friends and extended family who don’t realize I’m working. For that’s what writing is. I need to keep remembering that. I’m working; I’m working. Even if I’m just staring at that blasted blip, I’m working. But the children don’t see that. Sometimes, neither does my husband.
But working from home, it’s not just humans who call for attention. The laundry likes to crowd around my feet and grace the air with its fragrance. Dishes do this, too. They clatter all over the house, sometimes. With seven people living at home, I have five children remember, some chore always needs to be done.
And, yes, I’m training my children to become competent contributors to the home front. But for some reason there’s resistance in the ranks. Hence, I run and hide from everyone and everything at the library and hold out for as long as I can.
Once at the library, I hide among the stacks at a table. I turn on my computer, glue my bottom to the seat, and pretend I’m invisible. I’m not saying I don’t still stare at that blasted blip, but I don’t allow myself to get up and go look for things to do. Not until I have a huge pile of poop on the page do I allow myself to wander to a window and look outside to give my eyes a rest. If I’m truly blessed and have many pages of poop after a few hours, I promise myself a quick walk around the pond by the library to let my thoughts simmer.
Do you feel the need to hide from both family and laundry to be able to write? Feel free to offer any tips on how you cope with family, chores, and writing.