Five pizza boxes teeter at the end of
our kitchen island—empty except for a few remaining crusts that didn’t get fed
to the dogs. Dishes tower in a neat
stack in the nearby sink waiting for the lucky child who has kitchen duty in
our house this week to load them in our already full dishwasher. I hear muffled voices drifting towards me
through the heating vents but other than that, it’s eerily quiet in our usually
hectic household.
There’s no time to worry about a dirty
kitchen or how my six school-aged children are fairing with their homework
because the calendar says it’s the 11th of the month and for me,
that means my usual hobbies such as baskets of unfolded laundry, finger-smudged
glass work, dusty hardwood floors, and the rest of my 5-page “to do” list is
going to have to wait—it’s deadline time, and I’m a writer.
Most of the writers I know thrive during
deadline probably because there’s nothing like that adrenaline rush you get as
you push through the finish line with your latest piece of creativity that now
envelopes the space that used to be a sterile blank page. Think about it—whether your staring at a
white page on your computer or looking at crisp, empty paper in your journal
you have the incredible power to occupy that vacant space with whatever
thoughts you choose.
Now I know this might not excite
everyone the way it does me, (don’t forget, we writers spend hours in solitude)
but even if you’re not making deadline as a writer, everyone still has the
ability to create something from nothing whether it be as simple as your
grocery list or the last chapter of your 600-page New York Times’ best-selling
novel—you’re still the author.
Today, however, I’m not penning a list
of groceries and housekeeping products that desperately need to be purchased,
or uploading `my weekly post to this writing blog that I share with a kindred-spirit
writer friend, Kate Phillips, no, today is
deadline for one of my dream writing jobs—my parenting column with Macmillan
Publishers in New York City—a full-time writing position that was practically
handed to me on a silver platter all because I took chance on myself 12 years
ago by submitting a personal essay.
Writing has always been my true love (beside,
of course, my family, mystery novels, Disney (been there 18 times) and pressed
grapes!), but I never pursued it seriously because whenever I admitted this was
my career path of choice I was always cautioned to find something more
practical that would provide me with money for the essentials like food,
clothing and shelter. (I guess the vision of being a starving writer made too
many folks in my circle a wee bit uncomfortable.)
I listened to all the well-meaning
naysayers and instead pursued a career caring for people’s teeth, a job I truly
enjoyed for nearly two decades but in my heart, it was never my passion. (Oh,
but it did instill flossing into my nightly regimen, something I will never
take for granted.)
My lucky break into my writing career
came 13 years ago when I was 7 months pregnant with my 7 seventh child and we
bravely took our growing family on a summer vacation to Disney World. (Remember, I’ve been 18 times!) The commotion we caused everywhere we went
was something I never expected. From the
airport to The Magic Kingdom, by the end of the week, I was so tired of
answering curious on-lookers questions about whether or not the kids were all
ours or did we have a blended family, I turned my frustration into an essay
that was published by The Providence Journal, titled “Yes, We Have Seven Kids and are
Proud of it”.
And so it began! The essay was very well received by both
proponents of large families and those who wished we would be a bit more
conscious of the carbon footprint our deluxe family would be leaving on the
planet. (Trust me, with 8 kids, we have
mastered living green.)
The positive feedback I received from
that one essay was just the push I needed to pursue my passion, and it was then
that I promised myself I would search for an opportunity that would allow me to
continue my love of writing all while raising my brood.
Excitedly, I began exploring avenues in
which to get published and then the perfect job presented itself in this very
publication. The East Greenwich Monthly and North
Kingstown View magazines were looking for writers, and although I was
hesitant because I still didn’t feel like a real writer, I bravely applied
anyway. Within a month I had my first assignment and thirteen years later I’ve
been happily writing articles each month in addition to my column, The Family Zone, for our wonderful readers in both communities—a job I am
privileged and thrilled to be doing.
The time has gone by so quickly and
we’ve since added one more addition to the family, our final chapter—daughter
Annie who was born eight years ago. As
the mother of eight, you can’t imagine how many times I look at my kids in
complete awe (or harried disbelief) and give thanks as well as pray for
continued sanity as the oldest two are now off to college, the next two leave
next year so one by one, tuition by tuition—my heart is racing—breathe, Cheryl,
breathe!
During the course of being a regular
contributor with the magazines, I’ve branched out and written for national
magazines, local newspapers and magazines, on-line publications, am the adviser
of the Pier Middle School’s newspaper, The
Mariners’ Catch, and wrote and published my first book, Pregnant
Women Don’t Eat Cabbage, in 2010.
I’ve also been published in several issues of the popular anthology
series—Chicken Soup for the Soul and have been a guest on Reading With
Robin, Channel 10 News and Fox’s The Rhode Show.
Most recently, synchronicity has played
an important part in landing me my full-time writing gig with MacMillan Publishers
in New York City as their Mighty Mommy for the past two
years. This opportunity came to be when
I unexpectedly received an e-mail from a producer at Macmillan who happened to
attend a book signing of mine a couple years before. She didn’t know me personally but remembered
I was a writer and mom of a lot of kids (yep-8 kids does count as a lot,
doesn’t it?) and invited me to apply for the Mighty Mommy position
that had just opened. After interviewing
with their editorial team, I was hired and have since been writing a parenting
column that reflects on the various twists of parenthood along with a weekly podcast
which is available on iTunes. Because
you have all been like family to me, loyal readers of The Writer's Crate, I invite you to visit www.quickanddirtytips.com/mighty-mommy to share in
this journey.
I’m so grateful I took a chance on
myself by contacting The East Greenwich
Monthly and North Kingstown View
thirteen years ago which in turn became the inspiring springboard to my writing
career. Even more so, I’m so thankful I finally
followed the ‘write’ dream so now I will never have to live with the regret of
“what if”—something far too many of us do in order to avoid potential failure,
the most important lesson this writer hopes she can share with all of you as you
meet life’s important deadlines of your own.
What was it that finally inspired you to take a leap as a writer?