Waiting is not easy

10 Tuesday May 2016

Posted by Zoetic Words in LIFE, MY BOOKS, THE WRITERS' LIFE, TORN, work

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babies, boyfriends, cooking, decisions, impatient, interviews, phone calls, teenagers, waiting

Not many of us like waiting. We wait in line everyday for everything from checkouts to pay for our groceries to fuel for our cars. We wait for family and friends when we are playing taxi, we wait impatiently for our dinner to cook and for our post to be delivered. One would think we get accustomed to waiting, but no, I think I can answer for most people, we never like waiting.

Waiting for babies to come… waiting for that phone call from your potential sweetheart… waiting for the flu to give up it’s hold on your body and go away… waiting for children to grow up enough to get some sense out of them – though those words can be a double edged sword.

We are also required to wait in other ways, waiting for the call to say we have a job – now that’s never an easy wait. At least I’ve gotten so far as being asked to some interviews in this last month. So, I’m keeping busy applying for jobs and working on another writing style which I’m hoping will become an income stream for me. It’s not easy but it’s impossible to stop everything just because I haven’t yet got what you are waiting for.

Waiting to hear whether a publisher likes your book enough to want to publish it? That’s an even longer wait sometimes. You may have guessed that “Torn” is in limbo at the moment. At least it’s not a quick “no” so I’m hoping that’s a good sign. In the meantime, it’s being judged, as I write, in a competition. Which will come through first? We’ll have to wait and see.

What are you waiting for?

As Time Goes By

23 Friday Oct 2015

Posted by Zoetic Words in LIFE, LOVE, SHATTERED, THE WRITERS' LIFE

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NaNoWriMo, time, waiting, writing

Isn’t time a weird and wonderful thing? 24 hours can drag its heels until it feels neverending one day then flash by in an instant the next. Well it’s really our perception of time. It only feels that way. We all have the same 24 hours each day and it’s up to us how we use those hours – or don’t use them.

This week has been a combination of the two above.

I can barely believe a whole week has gone by again and November is just around the corner. Some of you may have noticed the NaNoWriMo tags appearing everywhere. For those who are not writers, November is the month of National Novel Writing Month, the big challenge – write 50,000 words in one month.

That’s a lot of words and believe me, in NaNoWriMo you value every single one of them. “Winning” NaNoWriMo means achieving your goal of 50k blood red words on the page because you opened a vein and wrote with almost your last gasping breath. Nah enough with the dramatics. So you write, on average, 1666 words a day. Yes. I know that was a little dramatic but you should see it from where I stand or sit or kneel… You submit your masterpiece and get a certificate to say you won! That’s it. The whole point is to set your goal and just do it. This November Shattered is where it’s all going to be happening.

On the other hand, waiting is one thing which makes time seem to drag. Waiting for your husband to finish ‘windowshopping’ for ‘big boys toys’ aka the hardware shop or the tool barn; waiting for your own true love to ask you to marry him; waiting to hear from an agent/editor that they want to sell/buy your masterpiece.

Of course, none of them even come close to that harrowing wait which some of us know only too well, waiting for a loved one’s body to give up the fight, waiting for her pain to go away permanently, wishing it didn’t have to be so and knowing, in your head at least, that anything would be better than watching her suffer, wishing you could take that pain on her behalf. Some times life is very unfair.

But, some times life is hilarious. Some times love is gentle and kind. Some times you wish those special moments would last forever. These are the times I wish for you.