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My daughter’s first day of eighth grade is today. It’s also my first time being alone in the house for any signifiact length of time during the school day… ever since becoming a mother. Up until last school year I was a teacher, the perfect career for a mom of a school-age kid because our schedules synced up as best as parent/child schedules can, including having summers off. Last year I quit my job to work on my writing career and homeschooled Poppy, so it was essentially a transition year. It was an experiment to see if I could make it as a writer, but with all the time homeschooling sucked from me, I never was able to give it a proper chance. To make a little extra cash, I started editing.
This year Poppy is going to a new charter school in the area, which we all have great hope will be able to meet her educational needs and help her reach her potential. But I’m nervous about how this is going to go too.
I’m worried about being alone and how this will change me. As turned inward as I can become while writing, at heart I’m a pretty social person. What if I never leave the house? What if I’m bored to tears? What if I feel useless because I never truly produce something tangible or get feedback from another person telling me they could tell I worked my butt off that day. I had all those things in my old job and even as a homeschooling mom. I had those moments where Poppy and I would cuddle on the couch and commiserate on how tough that day was and that it was pretty awesome that we got through that math assignment without killing each other. 😉
When I told my husband about my worries, John shared how his week off while Poppy and I traveled to North Dakota was for him. “It was great for the first day, but after that it wasn’t. I got bored. Is this what retirement is going to be like?”
“Is this what the next nine months is going to be like for me?” I asked. That was the start of many conversations over the last few weeks.
We’ve been slowly tearing down Poppy’s swing set, the one thing she said she never wanted to let go. Yet here is my thirteen year old swinging a sledge hammer at the wooden posts cemented in the dirt, cheering when John finally pulls the heavy 4X4s out of the ground, letting go of her childhood with a smile on her face and hope in her heart for a complete unknown: a brand new school with all new faces and very little idea what to expect.
Today we both start on a new chapter in our lives. I know she’ll be fine. I will be too, but I have a feeling I’m going to be relying heavily on my planner to keep me on task, my partner to keep me sane, and my best friend for getting me out of the house.
Kids have a phenomenal way of teaching us what to value and what is okay to let go. That play structure in the backyard doesn’t mean my job as her mom is done, even if it feels very symbolic at the moment. My job as mom is never going to be done, but it’s changing.
Today I’m starting a brand new chapter of my life. Heck, I feel like I’m starting a brand new novel with only a sketchy outline, and I feel like I’m in need of a few more tools to help me succeed. I know many of you work from home and you probably have solved a lot of the struggles I’m about to come up against, or you at least know what I’m about to face. So far, these are my goals:
- Daily word count goal
- Work out right after dropping Poppy off at school
- Only take editing jobs if they don’t interfere with writing
- Remain social – get out – sing karaoke!
- Do more crafts
- Take a day off from editing and writing (something I haven’t done in a year)
What else do I need to make this work? What should I expect?
Title: Bent Arrow
Author: Posy Roberts
Publisher: Labyrinth Bound Press
Publication Date: 09/03/2015
Cover Artist: DJ Mack
Genre: Bisexual, Gay, M/M Romance
Sometimes curves in the road take you right where you belong.
Luther Almond’s life working the Bakken oil field is perfect—short-lived jobs, temporary housing, and easy hookups. That’s one reason he won’t move home when he inherits the lake house. When Erik Heat bends over to fix Luther’s pipes, his tattoos hint he might be up for more than working on the drain. The last thing Luther expects is to want more from this guy than one night.
Every time they’re together, Luther is more grounded and Erik more confident. When the lake house demands attention, Luther asks for Erik’s help. There he imagines a more permanent life, one where he stops running. But he wants Erik by his side. Can he find the courage—and the words—to ask?
About Posy Roberts
Posy Roberts writes about romantic male love. Whether her characters are family men, drag queens, or lonely men searching for connections, they all find a home in her stories.
Posy is married to a man who makes sure she doesn’t forget to eat or sleep; her daughter, a budding author and dedicated Whovian, helps her come up with character names. When Posy’s not writing, she enjoys crafting, hiking, and singing spontaneously about the mundane, just to make normal seem more interesting.
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.
Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,
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