I’m not always one to make the most mainstream choices. I remember my good friend S, saying to me, when we purchased and potty trained a pet bunny, “Why can’t you do anything normal, like get a dog?” We have been friends for 20+ years, so it made me laugh, but also stuck in my head. In high school, my younger sister K, (by 3 years, so just enough for her to be embarrassed by me as a incoming freshman) reported that people thought I was in a religious cult because of my long braids and unusual fashion sense. In fact, they did vote me most likely to become a nun. Which makes me laugh…now.
So when I started my own blog, I knew I would deviate from the “rules” of blogging a bit. I knew my poetry might not appeal to all my mommy readers, and my mommy blogs might be too sprightly for my poetry followers. I knew the intensity of my writing might be a little much for folks who are looking for lighthearted sharing. I knew that folks finding my blog through a mom activity tag may or may not take a second look. But what I did not know, as a new blogger, was the amount of time I would need to devote to develop these different strands of writing including networking online, as well as my role as a writer for a local paper, while also trying to find the time to write, revise, and submit my poetry to various journals.
And, so here it is, Friday morning, and I am without my usual blog. Mondays: poem or children’s activity, Wednesday, post on motherhood, Friday, post on whatever. So today is a whatever day. A WHATEVER, I can’t make it all work day!
My husband and I give each other one night a week off of all parenting and home related duties to pursue our hobbies or interests, one night a week where we have a whole 2-3 hours free to keep our individual selves interesting and intact. For many parents I know, this seems like a lot. But it turns out it is not enough time to juggle all my writing responsibilities. Last night was my off night, and while I feel amazing because I’ve finished my article for the local paper that has been looming over my head, I did not get to one of the three blog ideas churning about in my noggin, nor did I transfer my four new poems from scraps of paper and my travel notebooks to my PC, nor did I review the poetry deadlines that are rapidly approaching as August encroaches. With one success, other writing wishes are displaced. And it just can’t be helped, no matter how much I wish I could have a clone devoted solely to writing. Right now, my primary job is parent, a close secondary is wife, third is writer. While I could make another choice, my family is my priority, and that’s the way I want to keep my life structured. So, some days, my blog is going to be MIA, or like this one, less than stellar, and I have to deal with whatever fallout ensues, with you, my wonderful and humbling, readership. I know it’s not the “right” way, but it is the right way for me to write, right now.
Please feel free to share your own writing juggling struggles below!