By: Amy Lynch
It occurred to me recently that it doesn’t matter how many children you have, or how big your laundry pile is, or what kind of pressures you face at work. If you really want to write, you’ll make time…and space.
I’d love to say that I’ve transformed my spare bedroom into an idyllic and tranquil writing space, desk nestled between antique books and a poster reminding me to breathe deeply. That’s simply not the case. In fact, my spare bedroom is like an episode of Hoarders – an ironing board and some random socks. I’ll share a little secret with you: I write whenever and wherever I can. It might seem odd, but when the children sit down to watch a movie, or when I find myself on a long train journey, that’s my chance.
Last year, I was whipping myself to get my second book finished. It was lashing rain, and my two kids were restless.
‘Right,’ I announced. ‘We’re going to the play centre.’
Now, I know what you’re thinking: isn’t it noisy there?
Why yes, yes it is. We’re talking about a bunch of kids with pent up energy in a soft play centre on a rainy day, here. The trick is to zone out. Oh, and drink copious amounts of coffee.
‘OK, kids. Run free.’
They exchanged glances.
Two hours later, the children returned to my table. One was thirsty and the other needed the bathroom. I had written two thousand words.
One day, of course, when I’m rich and famous, it will be a very different story. By then, the bestsellers will have paid off the mortgage, and I’ll have so much home help that the only job I’ll need to worry about is writing that next classic. There will be no lunchbox distractions or laundry procrastinations. Just me, and the laptop on a marble coffee table.
We will see if the silence is deafening…
Amy Lynch is an Irish author of humorous romantic women’s fiction, but not always with fairy tale endings! She has been working in the charity sector for many years, is married and has two young children. When she is not writing, she can be found juggling school runs, packing lunch boxes, tackling the laundry mountain and walking two large rescue dogs who stare at her until she walks them. Talk about multi-tasking!
Her debut novel ‘Bride Without a Groom’ is a laugh out loud Bridezilla comedy, was published by Avon, Harper Collins in May 2015.
ABOUT THE BOOK
Single, coupled-up or married, this laugh-out-loud summer read is the perfect anecdote for the wedding season!
Rebecca has chosen the most luscious, five tiered, wedding cake. The engagement ring that she has selected is celebrity inspired. The wedding singer is on speed dial. He doesn’t usually do Michael Bolton, but as it’s for a first dance he’ll make an exception. Father Maguire is checking dates for the parish church as we speak. The deposit on the white sand honeymoon is paid for in full on Barry’s card. She has fallen for an ivory lace couture gown that is to die for. The down payment may require her to sell a left kidney, but it will be worth it. Isn’t that why you have two?
There’s one teeny tiny problem. It’s nothing, really. No need to panic! It’s just that Barry has yet to propose. Says he’s not ready! He can be a bit of a kill joy that way. In fact, he’s gone away on a
business trip and says that he needs some space. Meanwhile, Barry’s tie loosens, the Tiger beer is flowing, and his colleague Shelley is providing more than a shoulder to cry on. Back in Dublin, Rebecca worries, putting Operation Win Back Barry into action. But who is the mysterious dark haired woman that is so keen to talk to her, and what is it that Barry wants to get off his chest?
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