Pulled a Hundred and One Ways

I am a little relieved today. In just a few days, we have auditions for our summer melodrama. I am writing it, so I had to get the script done. Finished it last night! (*cheers*) I also sang in a ladies' trio. I say "sang" because I quit last night! (*cheers*) It was time. Every time we got together for a rehearsal, I found myself not wanting to go. Nothing against the ladies - I just didn't want to devote the time anymore. And when I told me kids, they thanked me.

So now, the only thing standing between me and some serious writing time...is me. I'm still Mom and Wife, so I will fulfill those duties first. But during rest time and times when Hubby will watch the Dingoes, I plan to write. I've been away from it too long. Sure, I've done little things here are there - written down ideas, worked on the melodrama, sent queries, blogged occasionally. There's just so much more I could be (and should be) doing as a writer.

I want to try my hand at short stories. I need to finish my series, including the tedious revision process. My YA is in pieces, and I have to get it strung together. And of course, the queries. I feel like I've sent out a hundred and received two hundred rejections, when really I've only sent out a handful and heard back from a few. It's time to start taking it seriously, because I am serious about it. I want my published book in my hand!