Writer::Mama

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Summers are hard on mothers and writers. They’re especially hard if you’re a mama writer living in a hotel room with three little people and a deadline. As I may have mentioned a time or twenty, I have plans to attend a writer’s conference at the end of July, the very same week we move into our new home. (I court the chaos, it’s like a sickness.) At the conference, I will meet with a few editors and pitch a new book, one that’s knocked about in my head and heart for about a year now. Unfortunately, I need more than the few thoughts I have rattling around, and I am in the process of pulling together a book proposal. Thousands and thousands of words plucked from the air, and put down on paper. My current life situation isn’t really conducive to this sort of project.

My mother-in-law, perhaps sensing I would need a Xanax IV drip if I didn’t get some peace and quiet to write, kindly offered/was volunteered by my long-suffering husband to keep the kids for a few days. I packed my bags and holed up on the fifth floor of a hotel room overlooking a Maggiano’s restaurant, and I’m typing the hours away. When my husband returns to the room after work each day, he asks how the proposal is coming along, and my brain is a fuzz of caffeine and swirling letters. I try to sound positive, but it usually comes out in a mumble of incoherent words. I think he secretly suspects me of catching up on talk shows all day. Oprah at four, Maury at five.

All of this to say, I am here. I am writing. I feel simultaneously in love with and disgusted by my own stories. Send help. Or caffeine. Maybe chocolate?

It is good, hard work. I feel my muscles stretching, a settling into the rhythm of words like a runner settles into their footfall on the path. Tomorrow I return to the Mama me, the keeper of hearts and small hands and the key to the candy cabinet. But today, I am the writer me, the runner me, the one set free from the tyranny of summer vacation.

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If you had four days to yourself without kids, work, or other obligations, what would you do?

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  • KimberlyAmici

    Sending my best your way!!
    I am hunkering down and starting my proposal tomorrow. Babysitters and playdates are arranged. I will need to find a camp for the kids next week too. Fear has prevented me from starting before now, that and launching an e-book on COF next week. I look forward to simple…

    • KimberlyCoyle

      I look forward to simple too. And your e-book! And a proposal, wow!

  • I did have 4 days to myself in Feb–I spent them visiting dear friends and going to a Mom Heart Conference. It was great, but I think my next trip (should there be one :)) will be more low-key. Lots of books and solitude. A lake sounds good too.

    What conference? And, super excited for your book proposal! I really enjoy your style and would definitely buy your book. Unless the topic was completely bizarre. 😉

  • Christy Bell

    Just sending a bit of encouragement your way Kimberly….I so enjoy reading your blog and your writing…you have such a gift and I hope to be able to pick up your book on bookshelves soon 😉

  • Mark Allman

    For my four days I would read, watch science fiction movies and shows, work out and eat pizza!!
    Best wishes on your book stuff!!