The Perfect Bubble

I see people talk about writing, where they write and fitting in writing where they can. I dont know whether they can just turn on writing like pulling on a light switch, but for me I can’t. I mean I can write words on a page, but for my words to really flow and me to feel that buzz of writing and creating something new that I’m proud of it cant just be done anywhere at anytime, something that annoys me greatly.   Mornings – Writing in the morning is a big no no for me. A natural night owl, who tends to melt at the thought of pulling myself from my pit, I struggle with the basic concepts of walking, talking and feeding small children let alone writing. Writing on the go – The time I’d love to write the most, when all my ideas come to me, is when I’m driving. Unfortunately I think that may be slightly illegal and so I refrain from the urges, as much as it kills me to do so. Writing with children – Being a mother is often referred to as a full time, I feel it is a morning, noon, night and every second in between job, and every time I’d try to get into the flow if writing I can guarantee i’d hear those angelic tones of distraction shouting “Mommy! can you play with us?” and who could say no to that!   So due to the fact I need to be in the right space mentally to write the way I want to, my perfect bubble, i’ve developed...

A ‘real’ writer

I’ve been thinking a lot lately. It’s quite a painful process actually, I try and avoid thinking as much as possible, day dreaming is so much less taxing on my jumbled brain. But from time to time I do think about things, my life, my aspirations, what to have for dinner. There’s a multitude of possibilities for my brain to delve into. One thought that keeps returning and niggling at me though is, “Am I a real writer?” I’ve wrote about it before and it may seem like a really random question with a simple answer to some, I write so therefore I am a writer, but in a world of judgement and labels and shiny awards, I often ask myself do I measure up to the job title. I am not a traditionally published author. What that means is a publishing house hasn’t printed and distributed my books throughout the kingdoms of the world. I am currently whats referred to as a ‘self published’ author which means I write, print, distribute and promote my own books. Now that doesn’t mean they aren’t checked, edited, designed and printed professionally like traditionally published books are, in fact I take a lot of time and pride ensuring my stories are to the highest standard both reading wise and visually aswell. I have editors that ensure my work actually makes sense, and I’ve spent several years promoting my work, even getting my books into Waterstones and various independent bookstores.   Then why, you might ask, do I think about whether I am a ‘real’ writer. The reason is, I think is there...