So every night before I fall asleep, images and dialogue from Book 2 flow through my head.
I told my dd today it was like beating the story back with a whip and chair, like in a circus.
The more my story tries to come out, the more I try to force it back. The question remains, will I regret it? I hope not. See, I jump up at night and write down the dialogue and the scenes. I believe it will all be there waiting for me when I'm ready to sit down and work on it.
My whole life is a struggle of balance.
|I have no problem comparing my life to a circus.|
I'm not the elephant standing on the ball; my life is the elephant. All the tiny adjustments that need to be made are the things I choose as my priorities.
Mommy duties, church responsibility, wife perks, writing, housework etc. If I can keep it all in check, then my life won't fall and crash in front of everybody at the circus!
Right now is family and holiday time, and I am happy to jot down thoughts as they come to me. Soon enough the holidays will be over, and we'll all be missing the break and festive atmosphere. Then I will embrace my story by both wrists, and we'll soar through the air with the greatest of ease!
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