What’s the most important thing you’re putting off?
Writing my novel/memoir, “Sorting My Pills.” I can’t even decide if it’s a novel/memoir. Is anyone interested in the memoir of a thirty five year old over-weight housewife? Probably not. Add a healthy dose of madness, however, and the pages start-a-turnin’. At least I hope they do.
My husband hates it when I describe myself as an over-weight housewife – he tells me I am a very beautiful woman. I’m not officially *just* a housewife. If I was I’d be terrible at it. I’m a writer, that’s what I tell folks, even though I haven’t sold anything since Demand Studios kicked me to the curb. I think the novel, and heck, even the blog are more important than the work I did for them.
And why haven’t you done it yet? What do you need to make it happen?
I don’t know. I need to make it make it happen. I thought getting back to blogging would be really tough but it hasn’t been. Maybe I haven’t been brilliant, but I’ve been consistent.