Writing as a job is not for the faint-of-heart or the weak-of-will. Even if you’re getting paid to do it (I’m technically not; yes, I am selling my books; no, I have not yet made a profit) it’s difficult for the people in our lives to accept that writing is a job, and needs to be treated that way.

I do my best to make my writing time sacred, but just as when I worked outside of the house, some things will always come first. Like my kids. My daughter had the stomach flu last week and while I managed a small amount of daily writing when she was asleep, I couldn’t block out my usual 4 hours a day to write while she was ill. And then of course I caught it.

So up until yesterday, I was too sick to sit up at my computer for more than a few minutes at a time. Stomach flus do not care that you have a deadline.

I’ve shifted gears from working on Book Three to finishing the prequel segment that’s due out next week, but I’m terrified that I’m going to be late. Not to mention that I wanted to have the Book Three draft done by early February, and now it’s looking like mid-February at best.

This has been a difficult fall and winter, both for our country and me personally. And as a mother of small children, this is the worst time of year for illness. So all I can say is, when I am able to sit down at the computer, I am writing. I will finish these stories.

It just might take longer than I (and you!) would like.

In the meantime, here’s a funny review of Theft of Magic from Dawn at Up ‘Til Dawn Reviews (and The Romance Reviews). I love it when reviewers have a good sense of humor!