Oh my word, has it been that long...seriously, that long!!! The ugliness of everyday life creeps in and suddenly, it's been nearly a year since I last spoke with you. I apologize. I know you're there. I see you lurking. And I promise (fingers totally not crossed behind my back) that I will be more diligent in keeping you updated. Still slowly but surely working on my book, one word at a time. Wish this one came easier, but between work, kids, and just craziness in general, I haven't had the time nor the brain power to devote to it.
How do you other part time authors do it? Where do you find the time to devote without having your main characters suddenly be invaded by cooking dinner or getting the kids to sleep? As write this, I am being texted by my 14 year old, blue haired daughter that she is going on her first real life date tonight and my heart is doing gymnastics in my rib cage as I can't decide if I should be happy or scared out of my wits! She is so much like her mama, which terrifies that crap out of me! I love meaty YA, I lived a meaty YA life as a teen, so what I write is what I loved....minus, you know, Mor from Aisling's field. But, a Flare in the Dark....those were my friends, those were my experiences. But, God damn, do I want my daughter to have those experiences? Not in a million years!
Same goes with what she reads. I am all about letting her experience, to devour novels that I hold dear to my heart. (Still shaking my head at her for thinking To Catch a Mockingbird was "confusing"). Our love of John Greene is a shared joy. But, while I thoroughly enjoyed Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl...I have yet to allow her to read it. Yet, my favorite book at 11 was Stephen King's It that vividly recounted a group sex scene of 12 year old in the sewer. God, am I getting fucking old? When did this shit happen?
If any parents are out there, advice is needed. I don't even know what kind of advice? I guess, how to not end up with a pregnant 14 year old after her first date to a school play. (I'm a writer, my imagination is wild). How to find time to write. Am I too old to write YA now that I have my own budding YA in my own house?
Well, I am going to make an attempt to report back here tomorrow. Funny thing, I can only correctly spell tomorrow if I say in my head "Mr. Tom Morrow, paging Mr. Tom Morrow." Kudos if you comment where that line is from. I'll give you a shout out on my twitter page, next blog, and maybe use your name in the book I am working on. :)
As always, dear and constant readers....love much and read often....xoxo- JA
How do you other part time authors do it? Where do you find the time to devote without having your main characters suddenly be invaded by cooking dinner or getting the kids to sleep? As write this, I am being texted by my 14 year old, blue haired daughter that she is going on her first real life date tonight and my heart is doing gymnastics in my rib cage as I can't decide if I should be happy or scared out of my wits! She is so much like her mama, which terrifies that crap out of me! I love meaty YA, I lived a meaty YA life as a teen, so what I write is what I loved....minus, you know, Mor from Aisling's field. But, a Flare in the Dark....those were my friends, those were my experiences. But, God damn, do I want my daughter to have those experiences? Not in a million years!
Same goes with what she reads. I am all about letting her experience, to devour novels that I hold dear to my heart. (Still shaking my head at her for thinking To Catch a Mockingbird was "confusing"). Our love of John Greene is a shared joy. But, while I thoroughly enjoyed Me, Earl, and the Dying Girl...I have yet to allow her to read it. Yet, my favorite book at 11 was Stephen King's It that vividly recounted a group sex scene of 12 year old in the sewer. God, am I getting fucking old? When did this shit happen?
If any parents are out there, advice is needed. I don't even know what kind of advice? I guess, how to not end up with a pregnant 14 year old after her first date to a school play. (I'm a writer, my imagination is wild). How to find time to write. Am I too old to write YA now that I have my own budding YA in my own house?
Well, I am going to make an attempt to report back here tomorrow. Funny thing, I can only correctly spell tomorrow if I say in my head "Mr. Tom Morrow, paging Mr. Tom Morrow." Kudos if you comment where that line is from. I'll give you a shout out on my twitter page, next blog, and maybe use your name in the book I am working on. :)
As always, dear and constant readers....love much and read often....xoxo- JA