I’m sitting here, pondering my career as an author, and I must say, I adore it.  Most people don’t get to say that.  Most people have jobs that they don’t absolutely love.  Most people consider their job a “grind”.  Those few people who do find jobs that they’re good at, that they love, are blessed indeed.

And sure, being an author isn’t even my #1 job.  I’m a wife and mommy first, a homemaker, who takes care of my family.  In my house, I wear many hats.  Errand runner, bill payer, maid, cook, teacher.  True, I enjoy some of those jobs better than others, but my writing I absolutely adore.  I don’t adore scooping the cat litter.  I don’t adore going to the grocery store.  But I adore getting on my computer and writing stories of love and triumph.

Perhaps it’s *because* I’m a housewife that I write.  I’ve heard a lot of people mention that lonely housewives write romance novels.  Well, I’m not lonely.  I’m a housewife, true, but I’ve always wanted to do something in this world.  I’ve always wanted to be “somebody.”  Sure, I’m the most influential person in my children’s lives.  I feed them, clothe them, teach them.  Through them, I can indirectly touch the world.

However, I want to touch it myself. (Hehe, that’s what she said…)  Ahem.  lol

There are times when I get stir crazy staying in the house all day long.  But “going out” involves packing up 5 kids – and then supervising those 5 kids wherever we go.  It’s not an easy feat.  I suppose after my other hats are worn, the author hat allows me to whisk away to another world for awhile.  It allows me to give people the happy ending we sometimes know doesn’t happen in real life.

It allows me to build a world my readers can picture.  It takes my readers into MY imagination for a time.  And that’s a powerful thing.

But it also gives me my ME time.  The time I need to recharge to be a better wife and mommy, so I’m not always so stressed out about everything.  It allows me to have control over something, when sometimes I don’t have control over other things.  It’s an outlet of hope, too, in a way, because I control the lives of my characters, and I know that no matter what I throw at them, they’ll always have each other.  And that reinforces my relationship with my hubby.

There are many reasons why I write.   And I love them all.  Without my writing, I’d be staring at these walls, probably feeling a bit trapped in the life I lead.  But I have an outlet that allows me to be creative and share with others.  An outlet that gives me the opportunity to make something of myself and also allows me to keep my sanity.

And a job that can do that is a job you should never take for granted.

~~Becka