Magic Math by Dayna
My husband and I recently added a puppy to the mix of things at our already insane house. A week later, I found out I was (am) pregnant with our fourth child. It's been a rollercoaster.
I have a manuscript I've been sending to agents, and I hit a wall one morning. "I can't send this. I'm going to have a baby...how on earth can I get an agent NOW? I don't know if I'll ever be able to write again once little4 gets here." Of course, all this angst finds its way into my writing, which I'm hoping is a good thing.
So, instead of worrying about it too much, I decided to break my life down into some Magic Math:
A heightened sense of smell + a beagle = nausea.
Nausea + morning = no coffee
No coffee + Dayna = problems.
Three kids + beagle + one more coming = fear.
Fear + writing = dark stories
Dark stories + faeries = twisted fun.
If pregnancy = cravings, and cravings = irrational yet acceptable...
Dayna's cravings = Pringles for breakfast.
So, do some magic math of your own and give us a rundown on your life today.
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Dayna Hart
3 comments:
LOL Dayna, great post. :) FWIW, 16 years ago I left a secure job to become a freelancer - on the day I found out I was pregnant with my second child.
Leaving secure job to freelance + finding out I'm pregnant = fear
Fear + bills = motivation
motivation + hustle = paycheck (most of the time)
Paying work + steady work = decent paycheck
Paycheck + family = less time to write fiction
Less time + Better/easier $ tech writing = Must kick self in a$$ harder to motivate self to carve out time for fiction, which isn't guaranteed $ but saves my sanity
Writing fiction + sanity = Happier mom and spouse
How's that? :)
LOL I don't have enough brain cells to do any kind of math, much less magic math. But I do want to send my very best wishes to you and your family. That's marvelous news...even if it temporarily interferes with the necessary absorption of caffeine.
And I think this is the perfect time to go agent hunting. Think of all those hormones you can apply to the task.
Cheers and smiles,
Jean Marie
Gia + television (especially new shoes she has no business watching) = less writing.
Gia + late night when everyone else is asleep = more writing.
Sigh, third shift it is.
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