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The Famous Writer

Been up to my neck and hair-tips with work and running low on battery. By the time the click chimes 7.30pm, I'm dead beat. But in a lot of ways, I've learned how to manage the time issue I have with a lot of pre-planning so that there are no surprises. Motherhood is as such. The surprising thing is that some people actually think that being a stay-at-home mom is an easy job. But it's actually not. Lemme just assure you, no, GUARANTEE you that being a WORK-at-home-mom is even worse. That is why I always try to find support and understanding from others. Oh, there are many online resources for that. I use the telephone a lot these days too (ack, the phone bills!) but sometimes, it's important for me to remain, you know....a little bit anonymous. Try this new website out and see how it can help you. It's called TheMotherhood. Oh, and yes. Joshua told me that he told his English teacher that his mother is a writer. This relates to the time I received the proof of my online self-published book, Imperfect, from Createspace. I gloated so much I said, "I am so proud of myself, kids! I actually published a book". Inside, I was thinking, I don't care what others say or what others think. I don't care! I bloody published a book! It's like a child's dream coming true at thirty-something years old. So, Joshua told his teacher that his mother was a writer and that she writes stories. "She is always typing typing typing typing. Her fingers can go so fast, like....wah wan, you know. And then the teacher asked me if you are going to sell the book, are you?" I nod. "Yah, my teacher says that you are going to make copies of the book and sell them. Are you? And what are copies?" I proceed to explain the publication process....except mine is a watered-down version because it's an online publication. "Yeah and then my teacher said you are going to be so famous", he said and hugged me. I am, like, that is such an overblown picture of the whole thing. One short story and going to be famous. Hang on a minute while I retrive my head. It seems to have detached and floated off somewhere in the hazy sky.
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