Finding time to write

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By Melissa Puli

School drop-off has been completed for the morning… I have five and a half hours before I have to pack myself and youngest little human back in the car for school pick-up … Little human has settled with the Nick Junior channel, kettle is boiled and I am ready to sit down with a cup of tea in front of the computer and start writing. ♥

Mummy, I need wee wee.

Up from the computer to take care of little human’s needs…

Cup of tea is now lukewarm but back to the writing I go.

Mummy, I hungry.

At this stage I have written three sentences – none if which make any sense. After preparing the little human enough food to last a good two hours, I exhale and digest what I need to do next.

Mummy, cuddles please.

I can’t resist a good cuddle with my little human and so I stop what I am doing and give him the biggest cuddle (which should technically hold him off for another half an hour).

And back to the computer again with another few sentences written before the landline rings… it’s Mum.

One hour later…

Back to yet a few more sentence before the phone rings again… it’s my sister.

Thirty minutes later and I am back to it.

Damn! The washing is still in the machine and needs to be hung.

Mummy, dino stomp please.

And so I stomp around the lounge room like a T-Rex for what feels like an eternity but is really just five minutes; before my little human discovers a Thomas train beneath the cushion and decides he would like his train set erected in an elaborate figure eight with tunnels.

What could possibly be an hour that has passed, I resume the kettle boiling process and hope I can get something written before the school pick up car park hell begins.

Tick Tock. Tick Tock.

My mind has drawn a blank.

I have completely lost my writing mojo and settle in for a level Candy Crush and a packet of chicken crisps.

Finding time to write when you are a stay-at-home mum isn’t as easy as it sounds. There is always something to do or someone to chase after or someone to take of. There are school readers to complete and dinosaur paintings to finish. Crayons and tissues to be removed from the pockets of pants before entering the washing machine. Dinners to make. Lunches to prepare. iPads to be charged and Instagram pics to upload. Need I go on?

By the time the little humans are in bed, the last thing I feel like doing is sitting in front of the computer to write my personal blog. I’m mildly exhausted and thankful for mindless television and my crochet!

My own personal blog has come a long way since its inception. And I have found a little way to help get my writing completed. I used a little book I have aptly named “My Ideas” and it comes everywhere with me. I have a memory like an elephant and when something happens, I make a note or two in my little book for later on.

It’s on those unusually quiet days when the little humans are happy to entertain themselves, without my intervening, that my writing gets completed. Out comes my ideas book and away I go… with possibly five or six blog posts written in one sitting. I’m not writing a new version of War and Peace and the language is fairly simply and uncomplicated – so the writing flows easily.

I do envisage one day to have a room for myself painted light yellow with white architraves and gorgeous furniture pieces. A desk and funky chair, gorgeous stationery and of course a place where I can look out the window and focus purely on my writing. A room just for me. My quiet place. My writing place.

I am often asked why I write since I don’t get paid for it. For me, finding the time to write isn’t about the compensation at the end (or at this point, lack thereof); but it is for the love of writing. My blog is a place to share my stories, my life and of course my little humans.

Writing isn’t about quickly slapping together a few sentences with fingers cross and a wish for the best. It takes time. It takes care. It takes a unique love that perhaps only a writer can truly understand.

Whether you write in five-minute increments like me or whether you have the blessed opportunity to shut yourself away from all distractions – writing is a unique and beautiful talent which comes from within.

P.S This article took me five hours to write with one little human at home for the day!

Living in Melbourne with two little humans certainly has its moments. Connect editor Melissa Puli escapes the mundane by writing for twolittlehumansandme.com, crocheting and of course reading and reviewing books. With a passion for all things literature, she can get swept away in the storyline only to be jolted back by a little hand tugging at her to ask for a snack or a drink.


2 Comments

  1. Chelsey

    November 13, 2014 at 3:29 am

    Fantastic! Loved this article, I can so identify 🙂

  2. Diane Need

    July 31, 2015 at 9:44 pm

    Thi piece says it all! My children are adult ‘children’ now; yet still ferrying one around, making dinner, washing, ironing, walking the dog ……. and I also have a 2 year old grandson, so the cycle begins again! It’s the fact I love writing, plus sheer determinations, that keeps me going!

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