Well, I’m a professional writer. You’ll find my fantasy and science fiction published under Chrissy Wissler. For my romance and young adult stories, you’ll find that under ‘Christen Anne Kelley.’ I also wrote a ton of nonfiction articles for magazines like Women in the Outdoors, Montana Outdoors, and Inside Kung Fu (they even gave me their ‘Writer of the Year Award’ back in 2009).
I love writing. It’s part of who I am. Stitched into the fabric of my being….
Except, I’m also a mom of two very small kids.
Two adorable kids, whom I treasure, but who also take up a butt-load of time (as they should). Now, I knew what I was signing up for when I decided to be a parent. I also knew that my writing wasn’t going to wait quietly on the top shelf, gathering dust until my time freed up and the kids got older and needed me less.
(From what I’ve heard, the ‘needing you less’ part is just an urban legend.)
But, but… I’m a writer!
I need to write.
It’s also a very important sanity-equalizer. You won’t believe how much better I feel when I can write (read: a hell of a lot more patient with my kids and bed-time battles).
Except there IS the kid and time factor.
On good days, I’ve got my hands full with them and all those pesky house chores (laundry, groceries, unloading the dishwasher – I really hate that part). On bad days, well, let’s just say sleep will return when my youngest turns five.
Which is in 4 1/2 years.
So, being stuck in this strange balancing act of my treasured kids and my treasured writing (AKA Sanity), I did what writers do best. I tried to read about it. Found nothing. When that struck out, I then asked a bunch of other professional writers for help, and got some advice.
But it still wasn’t enough.
Yes, I understand the whole ‘have-fun-with-your-writing’ thing. I embrace the whole ‘writing-will-always-be-there-so-enjoy-your-kids-while-they’re-young’ thing.
I get it.
Hell, I strive for this.
On some days, it’s cake. On others, I’m guarding my toddler’s door because it’s nap-time, she’s wired and overtired, and all I’ve got is chocolate holding me together.
Which is about when I realized there’s got to be other writer moms and dads out there in the same boat as me (or a bigger boat because their kids are bigger – a no less tricky balancing act than the one I’ve got).
So, I decided to write about my own trials, triumphs (oh, please let there be a few!), and just plain state-of-mind. Maybe some stuff will resonate with you like a trumpet, maybe nothing at all. That’s cool. The point is the more we share, the more we can learn from each other. Maybe grow a little. Maybe avoid one mistake… and make ten others.
I hope to bring on other writers as well, guest bloggers to share their own experiences and thoughts and how the heck they survived being a parent and a writer.
If nothing else, I just wanted a blog that told other writer-parents that you aren’t alone.
Which, we’re not.
Because… I don’t know about you, but I’m still guarding my daughter’s door as I write this….