I thought it would be easier than this. I'm a stay-at-home mom, but wouldn't that mean I can keep house and take care of the kid? Ha! There are dishes to wash and put away, toys all over the house, clean clothes (that were washed 4 days ago) that still need to be put away, and 2 hours ago I wanted a nap. Now? My son is asleep, but I can't sleep. Forget the dishes. I wanna write! But sitting here I realize what I want to do will take more than a couple of hours. I'm much better at writing poetry. Spew out a few lines, rearrange them a couple of time, scratch out one or two, toss another into the mix, and voila! Thirty to 45 minutes later I've got a poem. Task completed. So what was it that I wanted to write that would take longer than that? A book. Well, several books. I've got ideas on a kids' novel, young adult novel, non-fiction coverage on my poems and how my bipolar episode influenced my poetry. My hands itch to write but whether its from tiredness or lack of organization, I don't accomplish those goals. My dream would be to have someone else wash the dishes while I write my books. I still wanna take care of my son, but I can only focus on one thing at a time. I'm not good at multi-tasking. So writing takes the back seat. Except when I can come in here and spew out a few lines...