Walking between the mountains of publication, dreams, and reality. If you’re a writer, you’ve probably been there before….counting the cost like clinking coins in a piggy bank. Is it worth it? Can I even do it?
The coins in one jar are stacking up a whole lot higher than the coins in the other.
My oldest started middle school this year, which is a big shift in our family dynamics. I never imagined it would be such a change, but it is. So much homework, organization, planning…and he’s a GREAT self-starter. My fourth child started Kindergarten, and requires lots of guidance in the process. Because my second born son thinks homework is one of the plagues sent by God to the Egyptians, it takes him double the time to get it done. So life has become VERY, VERY busy. The first week and a half of school has been tough.
Did I mention I started a new job? Yep. Full-time tenure faculty position at the university, but that means more responsibility, more paperwork, more administrative duties = less time to write. My imaginary friends are getting mighty lonesome.
Oh, and I put my youngest into full-time childcare for the first time. (drawing in a shaky breath). I’m blessed because she’s doing so well, but there is an added transportation dynamic.
And there’s the responsiblities at church. You know, teaching Sunday School, Children’s Church, Worship Team…etc.
Not to mention my house that is slowly turning into a ‘garage-sell-wanna-be’.
Sorry for the complaints. I’m just walking that path right now and trying to figure out where writing fits into the mix. In all honesty, I can’t ‘quit’ because stories brew in my brain everyday at almost every hour, but the push toward publication isn’t a necessity for me right now. So I’m hovering between two paths and praying for a guide 🙂
No, these situations are not life-threatening. Not even really, really bad.
And, this season is just that…a season. And there is a time for every one of them.
What season is this for me? What choices do I make?
Well, one thing I do know:
The only way through any fog-laden, rocky, crooked valley for a lost sheep
Is to have a Shepherd.