This might be the most jumbled post I’ve ever written, and this is only the first sentence.

I posted a couple days ago about having my Mind Blown by an image in my FB feed. An image that made me want to write ALL THE THINGS.

But I can’t. Because the noise in my head is too great.

And it’s not currently the noise of doubt or failure, but the noise created by the rest of life.

Only another parent can comprehend the love I have for my kids. I have an awesome husband who took off winter break with the kids and we’ve had some great fun.

But the noise distracts me from immersing myself in reading and writing. And most of me feels bad about it. These are fantastic times in all of our lives, and there’s a constant distraction in my brain. A constant buzz to fall into another world. Itching to create until all the creative things have been created.

How do you balance all your loves? And then how do you balance all your loves with the daily minutiae?

This image came across my Facebook feed on New Year’s Eve and blew my mind. At one page a day, I could complete a novel in one year. I got so excited! And then froze. Do I start from scratch? Do I push forward on one of my many ramblings? Do I just resolve to write in all the genres this year in preparation for THE PUSH (whatever that may be) next year? Always, always the biggest obstacle we have to overcome is ourselves, and this is a classic example. Too many options, the illusion of not enough time, the fear of failure. It all adds up to projects that remain incomplete.

Have you ever had to push through? How did you make the necessary choices?