Sunday writing…

I see why so many people never finish books.

It takes perseverance to write, and to keep at it.

Today was Sunday and I wanted to take my youngest out. I try to spend an afternoon once a week with each of my children.

With 3 children that can be tough, particularly when all three are in school.

My children are in grade school, high school and graduate school. I love spending time with them.

Then there is my husband. I want to spend time with him. I love him very much.

Without him as my lover, soulmate, friend, confidante and all-around wonderful father and person, I doubt if I would be writing, certainly not any thing of consequence.

After whipping down a blog that will need revising, I spent the afternoon out with my gradeschooler and then returned home to write on my novel for NaNoWriMo.

Three hours later I am now finished.

But I promised myself to write on this blog, the writing life.

I want to chronicle my experience during NaNoWriMo.

It’s hard this business of writing, staying true to yourself, your dreams and your commitments to myself, and your writing.

So much of my writing is me. And I am my writing.

The writer’s dilemma.

And so it goes…