I will get an assignment and think ok I have some time and I will procrastinate until a day or two before it’s due. I always manages to forget something at the last minute. Not printing out papers that could help me with the assignment. See my husband works 11-7 so I’m in charge of stopping fights physical and verbal, homework, baths and dinner. Usually I’m at the computer and feeding the baby or cooking. Sometime I even have to feed my youngest daughter because she tends to play with her food to avoid going to sleep after. After dinner I get the two little ones in the tub, lotion down and PJs up and off to bed. No we don’t read a book because my kids thinks they know everything they want to turn the pages and try to read and fight over who’s going to turn the pages. I say goodnight to the girls and get back to work. The baby is my teal he’s always two steps behind me. He don’t want to miss nothing I guess. I sit at the computer cracks my knuckles (not really but in my head I do) start looking at all the work I have to do and see the time is later than I thought. I get going and now my son is tired and ready for bed but not without me. So I put him in my lap and try to rock him. The light from the computer and the noise from me typing on the keyboard distracts him, now he thinks it’s a toy and wants to play too. He’s adding unwanted letters and deleting needed ones. Every effort to stop him is leading to him crying because all he really want is for us to go get in the bed and sleep (yes we co-sleep don’t judge me). At this very moment I start to think how much easier life would be if I went to school before having children. At this point I’m willing let him have his way so I put the laptop away and rock him to sleep. When he falls asleep I can’t lay him down right away so I have to type with him on my chest. As I’m doing this I’m telling myself, Rosetta next time just start sooner.
I believe I can become a better writer I just need to work on my time management skills. Becoming a better writer is achievable with these 6 steps:
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Most of my writing is done as a form of communication, via texting, Facebook, IG, and emailing. There are times when I write only when I have to for work or school. Joan Didion said “she writes to make sense of all the pictures in her head.” I honestly wish that this was the case for me. I am more of a talker than I am a writer. Maybe I should start writing things down as I think them instead of talking my husband ears off. Here are a few examples on why I write. Facebook: A nice sunny day driving with my car radio on listening to one of my favorite station a song comes on that I’m really loving I start to sing along …..I’m living proof grace wins every time…. (Air drumming a few head banging) singing and driving a light bulb goes off (ting) this would make a really great Facebook status. Driving and hoping I catch a red light and making sure my phone is near. I see yellow normally I take but because want to make this status I slow down and grabbed my phone and opened the Facebook app and started to write. Wait how did it go again? Oh yeah I’m living proof…(beeeeep, beep, beep) oh shoot green light. I floor it before someone get out of their car in anger. After being called names that are not on my birth certificate I decided to wait on finishing my status. I arrived at my destination and was able to finish writing and post my status.
Texting: At the market deciding what I want, I almost never make a list. A habit that needs to be broken. Me: Hey I’m at the market what do want for dinner? Hubby: Which market Me: Giant Hubby: ummm I don’t know surprise me. (rolling my eyes and sighing) I hate when he tells me to surprise him, because he is the pickiest eater I have ever had the pleasure of meeting. There’s no surprising him when it comes to food, because every time I have ever tried to has led to an argument. Me: I need a little more than that babe Him: It don’t matter just get something good. …….few minutes later Me: Grilled chicken alfrado it is Him: I don’t really feel like chicken today Me: Get home with some frozen turkey burgers because he don’t eat beef. |
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