Tuesday, July 12, 2005
After all, I'm Just Writing ...
What is it about working out of your home that makes people think you don't have a "real" job? I work 8 hours a day. It's just that my commute consists of going from the breakfast room to the study and my dress code consists of flannel p.j. bottoms and Bugs Bunny slippers. But once the commute is made, I sit down at my desk and put in a full day. I write, plot, critique, research, edit, answer emails, promote, maintain my non-fiction product, visit blogs and loops that pertain to my profession and keep me "in the know," compose presentations for the speaking circuit, return phone calls, write some more, print out what I've written, revise it and write it again. And again. And again. Until, a year later, the next book is finished and it's time to start the whole process over again.
In the middle of all that, my kids want a ride to so-and-so's house ... because, after all, I'm just writing. And the hubby wants to know if I can do this, this and this today ... because, after all, I'm just writing. And the phone rings and somebody knew it would be okay to call at this time ... because, after all, I'm just writing. :-)
Next week, I'll start a series of blogs about my journey from unpublished to published. Hope you'll join me.
Meanwhile, the contest for winning a free, autographed copy of Bride is still going on. Fill out an entry form for your chance to win!
See ya' tomorrow.
Deeanne
posted by Deeanne at 12:02 PM
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1 Comments:
Barb said...
Laffing here at your stories of being constantly tugged at while you're doing serious work! I think it's the plight of working at home, no matter what type of work you do. Somehow "home" doesn't = work to most people. Anyway, thanx much for being willing to talk about your writing journey. Would appreciate knowing how you got from "nowhere" to "somewhere," even when the "somewhere" was simply well-known magazines.
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