I am going to be setting up a area where I can work on crafts to be sold, and one of the things I want to work on is my bookbinding. I love binding books, so I intend to set myself up an area where I can get back into bookbinding and creating hand bound books that I can sell to help pay off the money owed against my parents’ house. The house they had wanted me to be able to inherit for the lifetime i had set aside to be their caregiver.
My dad has a book that he was trying to get written, and I am now helping him with it. The first task is to extract it from his old computer, which is not as easy as it would seem. I can not get the computer to let me get it to save to a thumb drive or a CD or even to print the thing out, and the computer has no way to connect it to the DSL I have, so I have been forced to resort to the slow process of entering the information from the old computer into my laptop through reading and retyping it all. Slow and difficult, but it will offer huge rewards as me and dad work on his book together.
I am about one third of the way through Becoming A Writer by Dorothea Brande, and I have to say, i highly recommend the book to anyone that desires to be a writer. The information that she has in the book is stuff that I wish I had read over when I first decided that I wanted to be a writer. It is for the most part common sense things, but the kind of common sense that does not hit you until you hear someone else say it in a flat out plain English manner, and that is what she does. She lays open the details of what it really means to want to be a writer and explains, in plain simple terms, why you might be failing to reach the goals you have set for yourself.
With the passing of my mom, I have got a new resolve to make certain that her belief in my skills as a writer were not misplaced. I have been working on my novel for the past few days, and working to update all of my websites and blogs.
Writing is something that helps me keep my sanity, always has been, so I suppose that it is inevitable that I would fixate on writing now.
I am trying to get back to my work and my writing, but it is difficult. My mom, who has always believed in my ability to be a successful author, passed away on the 14th of this month and trying to focus on work just seems like an impossibility. I know I need to, so I steel myself and remind myself that her and I are the strong ones, and pushing aside my pain I do what work I am able to.
It’s not enough, but at least I am not going to give up. She would not want that, she particularly would not want me to give up on my writing, so I am going to go on. My mom believed that I was a success. I could find ways to make money from my writing and she was so proud of my ability to do that. For her, I could do nothing but get more successful and I intend to do just that. I am going to maintain the work I have established and improve upon that. I am going to stick with the writing course I am taking and go on to be a published author. My mom knew I could do it, and that means I know I can do it.