I still can’t believe I’m doing it…
I'm still trying to find a balance between single mom, life, working, full-time, and writing. My goal is to put out three books a year, though I wish I could do more. With my last book, I kind of focused on nothing but that book, every night after my son went to bed for a good five weeks. I was exhausted, but I got it done. I'm trying not to burn myself out to write the next one, but I'm still trying to find the balance.
Sometimes I look at my books and I think... are those really mine? Did I really do it? I might not be a Nora Roberts, or an EL James just yet but.... I'm doing it.
Here's the proof. 👇🏻