During the last two months of my pregnancy and the first month of my son’s life, I wasn’t getting enough sleep or maintaining enough energy to do any real writing. But now, with life normalizing a bit, I find the urge to write coming on strong. I’ve been lucky so far in that my daughter’s nap aligns with my son’s for at least one hour in the afternoon. That means free mama!
I find the creative process coming on a little slower than it used to, but my word counts are inching upwards. What started off somewhere between 200-300 words during my hour of freedom has moved up to between 500-600. It’s just like riding a bike!
What I’ve decided to do is pick back up on my science fiction novel. This novel is my other baby, and my first ever writing project. It’s been a few years in the works, mostly because I keep rewriting it. I think the total count so far is three times, but that’s only because as I keep learning about the writing process I recognize the failure of my sci-fi novel in whatever current state it’s in.
Anyway, I haven’t worked on it this year, but the characters are my favorite of all the ones I’ve created and there’s something comforting about working with them again. It steadies me in my hectic world full of midnight feedings, marathon diaper changes, and a messy house. I’m happy to say that even though my book is in its 4th complete rewrite, I’ve been able to salvage segments which did work from the previous version. I’ve changed characters–and deleted some–and altered the storyline so that things are happening faster. With any luck, this will be my last rewrite. 😉
*Who else has gone through a similar experience?