I woke up this morning ready, I thought, for big stuff. I’m back. I’ve taken three years to start homeschooling my four boys and concentrate on doing everything I could to make our family healthy and happy. I became a stay-at-home mother, with no other project other than (almost) finishing my Master’s in Mental Health Counseling.
At the time, I told myself that I’d be working again in three years, when my youngest turned 5. He’s turning 5 in August, and I’m starting out, dipping my toes in the water and shrinking back in horror at how cold it is.
I signed up for a page at Media Bistro, where, as it turns out, I already had an account, from right before I decided to cocoon with my family. I added my information, feeling very much like an impostor, a poseur. Yeah, right. The other writers up there are either 16 (it seems) or seasoned writers who have written millions of books, articles and blog about it…and they all seem to look completely together, like they haven’t got a care in the world.
I also signed up for Writer’s Digest again, so I can track my progress.
