Some assume I aim to be rich and famous; they are wrong. Writing is an outlet for the many wild and wacky ideas that arrive in my head and refuse to budge.
The decision to create a WordPress site came some time ago. I am naturally a procrastinator, and my decision to create a website was delayed due to a busy period.
And why was that?
I retired. In my dream world, retirement meant long, lazy mornings in an idyllic garden and relaxed days. How wrong was I?
The reality is that life sped up. It went from a busy, predictable routine to a crazy, daily buzz. It became busy and exhausting. Part of this is due to both new and old hobbies. Writing, fitness, cooking, gardening and not necessarily in that order.
I began visiting the gym more regularly than once a week. This involved coffee afterwards and long, healthy debates over pastries. On my return home, I was met by three dogs who demanded their daily workouts.
Those children’s unedited books called to me. They needed editing, as did the first drafts of romance books. I sailed forth, stupidly. Each day started well. Then I meandered into the garden. “Aha, I should redesign my veggie patch.” This brainwave pushed the editing further back.
There was one extra added complication. Suddenly, it was everyone’s mission to make sure I did not become the sole inhabitant of an island. The island is my house and garden.
Advice is needed from anyone who stumbles upon this blog post. Have you gone through a similar problem? How can I find a happy medium or regain control over my writing life?