I am blessed in having a computer savvy husband who finds the book I've been editing all morning when it mysteriously disappears. I would love any advice from those of you who have undertook this route from time management to organization. I need your help!
Saturday, August 4, 2012
Maybe I should be committed to an institution because I just quit my job. I’ve been a special ed teacher for the last twenty years. At the urging of my new husband, I quit my teaching job to focus on writing. Now, I don’t think I am wonderful, and publishers will beg for my work. I do have a handful of contracts to fulfill, plus a wonderful editor in Larianne. I do know something has to change if I am going to get any better.
I get about five hours of sleep every night. Those of you who are teachers know school doesn’t en d at three. I don’t leave until five after arriving at seven. Often I have to return to help host some event. That left almost no time after fixing dinner, and sometimes squeezing in a trip to the gym, to write. I'd stay up past midnight trying to create content on my latest WIP, which made no sense the next morning. Like most women who work outside the home I let all my errands pile up. Weekends became a huge challenge to get everything done.
I walked into school with bittersweet feelings and resigned. I know Debbie Macomber’s story about she took three years off from work diligently putting out stories before anyone noticed. I don’t expect to be a Debbie Macomber, but I would like to improve my story-telling ability. I believe I will have time to attend workshops that before I never could finish. I pledge to be a better critique partner since I am finished moving, mostly. There are still several items I can't find.
It wasn’t too hard for me to quit since last year was the worst student population I ever had. Incidents included having my new glasses broken, my room vandalized, receiving threats from parents, and having my purse stolen twice. When I told my boss I was quitting he asked me why. I would have thought it obvious. Instead, I told him I had book contracts to fulfill, and one of the books hadn’t even been written yet. Who knew he would tell everyone in the school? Several employees are waiting for the first book in the series. I better edit it to death with my helpful editor. Now, I am truly, irrevocably committed.