Siren Call

An interesting thing has happened with my novel. I’ve reached a point where it is no longer daunting to work on it. Instead of forcing myself to sit and write, I’m dying to get to it. It’s a good thing too, since I have less and less time to spend on it.

This week is my daughter’s spring break from preschool (you know, because the academics of her “little dragon” class are pretty strenuous – they need a vacation right about now), and juggling both kids has left me almost no time to write. The work I do get done, is written after they’re in bed, which has left me pretty tired. But all day, as I chase, and wipe, and cajole, I’m thinking about my story.

I think it’s because I’m actually getting close to finishing this draft. I don’t know that I’ll actually make my goal of getting there before my birthday on May 7th, but I do think end of May might be doable. That’s five weeks, after this spring break business is over, to get to the finish line.

And the timing couldn’t be better. My husband is shooting a movie on location is San Francisco in June and the little ones and I are going with him, so as soon as I finish this draft I can put it aside, go back to chasing both kids again for June, then follow that siren call again into my third draft come July. It still leaves me a little behind on my plan to finish the book before the end of the year, but considering the storm that is my life right now, I’ll take that. Happily.