A Writing Family

I read in a book once that the dreams of a family are often passed down from generation to generation until they finally culminate in someone who finally achieves that dream (paraphrase of something in Cradles of Eminence). Perhaps it is music or art or politics. In my mother's family, it is writing. Both of my grandparents wrote extensively, my mom wants to write, and so do I.

New computer. Check.
Better storyline. Check.
Time to write. Not so much.

But like Mumbles says in Happy Feet Two, "Every step counts."

Time to get moving again. A grain of sand every day will some day become a mountain. My husband taught me that. Little things add up.

And my new favorite quote, "It took me twenty years to become an overnight success."

Waiting

Writing about writing. Now that's the ultimate form of procrastination! I am waiting for my mom to bring me my laptop, hopefully with a fully functioning wifi connection, which my last laptop lacked. For me, a laptop is my mobile office. Not having everything in one place is driving me crazy.

Also, writing pulls me into a world separate from my family, and my young children need me to be fully present. But time is ticking down until we make a major move, and I want to finish my novel while I'm settled stilll, or I fear I never will. I want to see it play out, like a movie in my head.

I write because I enjoy it. I think perhaps that I will start over. My story, like this entry, is still very choppy.